Freedom
It’s an abstract concept
Means different things
To different people
(Look at all those
who think they’re free
chained by the hour
to a screen or TV)
All those who have to work
Not for any satisfaction
Just if not
It’s putrefaction-
They need the money
They have no choice
They earn their crust
But they have no voice.
Everyone’s watched
By cameras or police
Your name’s on a list
On someone’s P.C.
Wherever you go
There’s an eye in the sky
(You’re never alone
With a ‘friendly’ drone)
You might as well
Just stay in bed
Because the only place
Where freedom’s found
Where walls break down
And your soul’s not bound
Is in your mind.
Open it.
And fly………….