THE LOWE DOWN: Unfree
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Once again I sit here, my mind UNFREE
I gave my love to someone, who gave no love to me
My heart filled with sorrow, my soul in disbelief
I gave my love to someone, who gave no love to me
Perhaps I’ll share my love again, or maybe I won’t
Perhaps I’ll do what was done to me, I pray that I don’t
To knowingly cause pain, is the ultimate sin
Especially when that someone, was a lover or a friend
I lie in this hospital-like state, blaming the Lord for my fate
I wonder how my unselfish deeds, rewarded her selfish needs
It’s easy to blame another, for what was done to me
However, I’ll blame no one, the facts are in 3D
Being deceived, hurt and humiliated, are normal emotions
But conquering anger and revenge, is power, stronger than any ocean
I pray to the Lord, to hear my plea
To invigorate my mind, and help me become free
Until that time, I will write these lines, I will take no prisoners
You see, vengeance is not mine
I understand the other side and what could possibly be
Till then I continue to sit here, my mind UNFREE.
A native of Lackawanna, N.Y., outside of Buffalo, Lowe is a former public school teacher who was forced into retirement due to injuries sustained on the job during a student’s blindside attack. Now a freelance writer, he’s battling life-threatening heart failure while waiting for a transplant. Those who wish to assist – either monetarily or with encouraging words – may visit his page on Help HOPE Live. He can be reached at wllowe@yahoo.com.
