Then I saw you…nothing changed, opinions did not obscure.
I have felt such as you did…all those decades ago.
Now, the music is gone, along with the singer.
Yet, a baritone voice…still lingers.
Still it calls.
Still hurt is heard.
Nina, what a mess they made of you.
Watching as the mighty dollar fell.
Not placing love over that which is un-glued.
I Wish I Knew How to Be Free
by Nina Simone
I wish I knew how It would feel to be free I wish I could break All the chains holding me I wish I could say All the things that I should say Say ’em loud say ’em clear For the whole round world to hear
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