<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=544949" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Apprentice's Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On my exit today<br>Master<br>I recall with nostalgia<br>My first humble step<br>Into your intimidating workshop<br>Half-trepid, half-smiling<br> My feet trembling<br> And my heart racing<br> Contemplating the expected.<br> Your experienced eyes<br> Shot into my timid eyeballs<br> Like darts<br> Accurately hitting the bull’s eye<br> I shivered within<br> And would have bolted<br> But for the assuring hands<br> Of my uncle<br> Resting warmly on my shoulders<br> He, with fatherly candour<br> Claiming with all pleasure<br> Told you to mould my future.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Worked to your plan<br> Your errands I ran<br> From your knowledge I tapped<br> Rejoiced when you clapped<br> Sad when your whips graced my back<br> With many a ruthless smack<br> Showing your mastery in the art<br> Dwarfing the energetic efforts<br> Of the senior apprentices.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> All that is past now<br> For today I sing<br> Songs of freedom<br> Not from slavery<br> But from its similitude<br> Freedom from servitude<br> I sing a song<br> A song of freedom<br> Freedom to have an opinion<br> Freedom to act as a man<br> Freedom! <br> A new lease of life<br> The beginning of my future.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tobi+Adebowale">Tobi Adebowale</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=544949" data-title="An Apprentice's Song de Tobi Adebowale" data-description="On my exit today Master I recall with nostalgia My first humble step Into your intimidating workshop Half-trepid, half-smiling My feet trembling And my heart racing Contemplating the expected. Your experienced eyes Shot into my timid eyeballs..."></div> </div> </div>

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