posted by mysterychicken .
Is my prose poem alright?
Every morning, my father goes to work and us to school because we have the liberty to do that. Everywhere, all types of people are working as one and having a fine time. Back in the day, some people weren't allowed to work and the schools were separated, but not here.
That is how our past should have been; that is how our present is. Freedom is a beautiful thing and we take full advantage of it.