In Freedom There is Fear
When a close and dear
one, is no more,
In Freedom there is blood
When All you made in life
Is washed away in flood;
In freedom there is sacrifice
When all you claim and own
Is taken away without a price;
In freedom there is liberty
For many just a statue
fights, no rights, nor equality;
In Freedom there are letters
promises and false hopes
soon you are in iron fetters;
In Freedom I was born
I never saw my land
I long for its beauty
In dewdrops shining
In the morn;
In Freedom there is a gift
treasure not and you find
it floating by and adrift;
In Freedom there is ease
calm and harmony, hold
it strong for eternal peace.
9 comments:
freedom is like a marriage it takes hard work and courage. I hope you always have your freedom
Thank you amen
You pinpoint the paradoxes in freedom. I will always be grateful for mine though It too comes at a price. The misinformation in the USA guarantees that we know little of what it does in the world. I like the repetition of "In Freedom" that ties this poem together.
meaning of freedom is beautifully delineated..."In Freedom there is a gift"...hope people realize this truth and never let it adrift.....
Thank you Dr Susan
Thank you Sumana
Excellent, you have written well the many facets of freedom...showing that it is not always easy, that it takes hard work, that it is a wonderful gift.
I saw a sigh yesterday - "Freedom is Not Free"
I guess when we take it lightly we risk it's loss.
Thank you friend Moonie Life is to be taken seriously..it matters where one lives and how...life has a purpose which must be fulfilled with care Thank you for your visit and valuable words
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