Herein, Lies
A Foundation of Childhood
“Herein, lies your hope,” we were told and taught.
Then fed only chains and shackles so they could claim our captivity came from within ourselves.
Freedom was promised; Dangled before us as the goal; The prize at the end. As a greyhound runs the track laid out for it, never swerving for fear of consequences, chasing the rabbit that will never be his.
Questions discouraged. Doubts denied. Shame an ever ready and useful weapon. Held tightly, never to stray.
Captivity named freedom. Control named love.
Herein, lies of hope.
About the Creator
Carmen Henigin
I love to travel, adventure and exploring. Turns out, I also love writing. I recently published my first book "A Depressed Woman's Sarcastic Take on Life," and am working on several others! I look forward to learning from other writers!
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Note from the Author: I want to let you know that this is an unusual story, and it has been written purely from whatever is in my unconscious mind, because before I start writing, I get into a flow state that reaches my unconsciousness. I also write in my subconscious mind, which is like a mid-flow state between the conscious and unconscious mind.
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Comments (10)
This is top story! They will put us in cages at the end. I have a cave on the mountain ready. I want to be free, even a few hours, but really free.
Congratulations on Top Story!
Very interesting. Still pondering.
Interesting
'Captivity named freedom. Control named love.' Every so often you stumble upon a line that sticks with you. This one is so good.
Wow, congrats.
Very moving, thank you for sharing.
Nice work!
Beautifully written and ringing with truth!
What an poignant and profound poem. Congratulations on Top Story.