Freedom

F R E E D O M

Freedom means different things to different people. It can be found in little steps or release from something, emergence, creation or many other things but you will know it when you feel it.

I by the way am still looking!

Phantoms like ancient wisdom Can turn heads into husks Colour into black Dawn in haste becomes dusk make rising seem like falling Bring tiredness without sleep The fruitless rush of being Of living life like sheep

Look beyond the fleeting shadows There rooted in firm clay Trees are ripe and ready No sign of dust or grey The choicest hanging apple Is succulent for sure So close your eyes and taste it The life that can be yours

Stop rushing without moving Or frozen, stunned by fear Guard this special moment You’ve never been so near Move slowly down the pathway A practice run for sure But once you’ve tasted freedom You’ll never close that door

Shake off all the shackles Imposed since we were young The demons of devotion That meant we were hamstrung Once free from preconceptions Lemons too may seem sweet If lemonade’s the answer Go sell it on the street

You can see them all around you Some smiling some enthralled Always different reactions As if they have been told That no, we’re not born equal For joy to be obtained Free spirit, thought and action Must all be self-ordained

Colour, race and birthplace Status, creed and health Background and obligations, Family friends and wealth All affect our well-being But they are not the key For once you’ve tasted freedom All you’ll want to be is free,