Free

I wrote this poem for National Poetry Day.

Free as the wind

The wind in her hair

Born thick-skinned

Because a kid doesn’t care

A kid doesn’t think 

What the others will say

A kid doesn’t shrink

‘Cos she just wants to play

Wants to play with her mates

And she won’t let it go

If they want to decide on her fate

She’ll say “no”

“I can be who I want

And there’s no way to stop it

There’s no way that I’m not

Flying off in a rocket

One day when I’m grown

And you’re stuck on the ground 

I’ll be zooming through space

Where there’s no-one around

‘Cept the sky, and the stars

And the nothing I love

And the things that there are

In that space high above

‘Cause I’m gonna be there

And you’ll still be stuck here

And I never will care

No, it’s not you I fear

I can be who I want

And you bet that it’s true

Do you see that I’m not 

Going to listen to you?”

She’s free as the birds

The birds in the sky

So whatever you heard,

She will not let you lie

Or deceive that she’ll fail

To stand on the moon

She’s a girl, but not frail

And she’ll be there real soon.