Not A Number Or A Name

To be a pod
of Natures string

strung out
on life itself

hooked on air
only to survive

to a feeling
so helpless

the loss
of ones pride

a number
or a name

to follows
where we go

no choice
of salvation

of our future
can we show

lost to all
sad unkind

 held in the
hopes of one


a body strong
spirits find

they're spirits
of freedom

not  beast's
to be sought

to be dominated
by others

to choose
free a dominion

with a host
of thier brothers

life
casting shadows

from piers
of our past

loving not
just freedom

but a hope
that would last