ON THE RUN a poem, by, (me!) Sandra, tvgp
ORIGINAL POST 12/03/2012:I was sentenced in my youth by public opinion, "unbeautiful!"
Thrown in the slammer of physical expectations. "But! I'm innocent!" I cried.
-and still served more than 20 years.
I was not paroled or released.
I escaped. Remain at large.
Hiding from and dodging all the physical expectations that hunt me... That want me..
Back in prison.
Where the only time a woman can stand.. Is accused of being not enough.
I was not released. I escaped.
And my freedom, which IS my survival, demands I run; Fast! In the opposite direction.
posted by SHE @ 12:34 PM
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