“Freedom”

You will knead enough dough

for dozens of loaves

but will taste not a morsel

for you are free to slave for others

while your children stare in store front windows

hungry.

 

From the day you are born

they surround you with lies

enough to last a life time

of how you are free

to speak your mind 

exercise your conscience.

 

Your head bent

as if cut at the nape

you saunter about

in your great freedom

freedom to be sick 

freedom to be unemployed

freedom to be homeless. 

 

You proclaim

“One must Live!

Not as a tool

but as a human being!”

then at once they handcuff your wrists

 

How great your freedom

when you must speak

from a foreign land

for you fear the most

those who tell you

you are free.

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