Poem On Freedom


What is freedom

To you and to me?


What is freedom

To her and to he?


Is it being your own boss;

juggling profit and loss?


A partner of choice?

Finding your voice?


Walking safely at night

On a street with no light?


Dealing diamonds, dollars

And wearing white collars?


Not wearing a mask? Oh!

One dare not ask.


Freedom is this:


A baby just born,

Wailing at morn.


Strays finding love.

An uncaged dove.


A piece of bread, dry,

When hunger runs high.


Victims of war

Brought safely ashore.


Those who despair

Finding kindness and care.


Men waiting for death

Taking their last breath.


If we understand

Freedom

From the least of these,

Then we will be

Truly free.

Image Credit: Watercolor by HoldenCaulfield007 on DeviantArt -  https://www.deviantart.com/holdencaulfield007/art/Freedom-Watercolor-397758264 

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