Mental Shackles

Feeling light relieved of weight

At a release date, but not a true

Freedom date, for mental shackles

Of the mind, if only could be set free

In kind.

A life of fear becomes a self-imposed mask

And no matter whom throughout history it’s cast

Hate, anger, blame, shame, pain

Continuously stepping past one to fall again

Until struggling to fulfil the basics of life

Become a physically, emotionally exacting tithe

Where we are mentally blocked, locked in captivity

Held a prisoner from ourselves on bended knees.

To stand up and be changed

To fight oneself to rearrange

And self-actualise who I want to be

The only way is to confront me

The public me the private me

That personal voice needs stronger be

To take the mask revealed in plain

And tear it off takes so much pain.

When stripped of a mask in cold light of day

We become self-aware, fearful and shrink away,

But with hope, inspiration and determination I can

Stand and say: “I am a free man!”

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