If he prefers mountains to river
And I the opposition,
Who is he to turn me over
Contrast to my convictions?

When one dictates
Not appreciates,
Nothing happens β€”
Only the good lessens.

Who are we to order
One’s every twist of shoulder?
Who are we to judge
When in ourselves
Lives the ruly grudge?

Should not we remove the hood
Of one’s thought of beauty?
The voice, the power to free
For the common good
Of our liberty.

If I prefer seas to skies
And he the opposite,
I’ve no right to hinder,
Nor just to shackle.


Author: Danica Aquino

Tied the knot with performing arts since fourth grade; is an amateur writer (currently on her quest to writing her first novel); book and animal lover; always entranced by nature.

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