The awakening of an imprisoned stone!

The awakening of an imprisoned stone!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

When the foundations were made
I was not alone
I had become
another brick in the wall,

and yet on the hitting of the wall
I was released,
I was free
from the grips of mortar
that tied me down....

no longer where my thoughts cemented
for I had become
a rolling stone.

But was it the thought that hit me
that led to my release?


© 2018 andrew mitchell


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Added on July 31, 2018
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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