Tiger's Book of poetry - 20. Poem 20: Freedom

I may not be perfect yet I am real and growing stronger

I am free to spread my wings and soar beyond the horizon

The time in the pit of despair reminds me of scars

No longer will I allow myself to be weak

I may not be the strongest I have ever been yet I know

I am free to seek a life beyond the darkness of agony

The time of torture only feeds my resolve to live

No longer will it determine the course of my days

I may not be a saint yet I am kind-hearted and gentle

I am free to help others and raise my head without regret

The times in my life of being a victim make me wiser

No longer will it impair me or make me feel weak

I may not be a martyr yet I yearn to make a difference

I am free to be the man who helps those in need

The time of despair has taught me great patience

No longer will I be helpless for I am perseverant