The shackles long cast have fallen and gone
Weighed down no longer by decisions of age
What once stood as barriers to the future
Now lie consigned to impudent rage

All strings once tied by a mind lacking thought
Diminished as one from untied knot
Elation should follow at the freedom gained
But still in it’s web one stands caught

Seldom as simple as the paying of debt
More yet hides beneth the cloak of dispair
How long must this this burden be carried
Before morning can be seen without a care