freedom – Stranger Paths

Redolent

I close my eyes

And fool my senses

And take barbed wires

For picket fences

Redolent of the ostrich

That did not want to see

Her world as it appeared to be

Imagination growing

Knowing

I’m ALMOST free

2003 in History

They were barefooted

Running after the tanks

Men dressed the color of desert

Staring at the foreigner’s hands

Children waving

Glorious day

When they believed what the soldiers had to say

Freedom I long to know

Freedom they told me so

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Freedom

Wandering soul

Where do you wish to go

Who of all

Told you that you can do so?

Freedom is for fools

And so you chose to be free

Cut these ties away from me