So, you think you are free?
Look around; look within!
Caged behind the bars of ribs,
your free heart lies.
Wedged inside the vault of skull,
lies your broad-mind.
On one bank awaits the tyrant,
on the other the religion trader.
While in betwixt on a raft you float,
one seeks your heart;
the other, on your mind wagers!
With one leg chained to friends;
the other, your kith and kin.
Truth, if said strangles your throat,
theft and lies akin!
Bound by the rules of crème de la crème,
interlocked in the chain of the ton.
You are free to live as you wish;
free to live as you want!
So, you really think you are free?
Look around; look again!
Never in life will you be,
free to live as you shall.
Never in life the banquet,
Of freedom will be held!
‘Tis with death, yes!
With death comes freedom;
with death, release!
For Write on Edge’s Red-Writing Hood Prompt – Freedom.