Freedom is a collective

 

I

Freedom is an illusion, incomplete

Freedom-to and freedom from intersect

Compromise forms the frameworks of society

A tension and balance

of rights, and rules, and freedoms

Man-made morality on divine principles

 

II

An early release, the hour’s mine

A responsive purr, a smooth turn out

Windows at half mast, soft air ruffles

‘Sign o’ the Times’ fills the interior

A little escapes, into the slipstream, an audio aroma

every pressure fell away, mute joy -

remembered often

 

III

light sweeps the corners clean

returning safe shadows

health is freedom-to

without fear-of

 

IV

One day, closer now than ever

regrets and frustrations will fade away

no longer of consequence

The race is run, the clocks runs down, it is finished

And we can head home, truly home, free at last