BREAK THE WALLS
light up the
green lights
get free from
new submissions.
Heal, heal,
still
Heal the old
wounds.
Won’t come
back to restrictive private schools
will never
again be an underestimated worker.
Not now, not
now
But still some
bleeding wounds remain.
Precarious
work, lack of freedom.
religious restraints
a man using me for his needs..
Images in my dreams
not cured, not healed,
not yet, not yet…