Freedom – Jacqueline Nash

Freedom, what does it mean?
Surely, freedom doesn’t exist for you and me.
It is an illusion, a cruel joke,
for in this life, we are never truly free.

In this society that binds us in chains,
we are told we are free to choose our destiny.
But society dictates the routes we must take,
so how can we say that we are truly free?

A prison doesn’t have to have bars
or a warden, with many a jangling key.
It can be the schoolroom or place of work,
so please don’t tell us we are truly free.

In this world we are slaves to the system
and to the Governments that be,
to religion and the voice of the media;
no; we shall never be free.

But then, when I meditate in the silence of time
and my soul is touched with the inner peace of eternity,
I soar like a bird to a place not of this world,
maybe that place is the only place, where we can be truly free. ©

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  1. Pingback: Freedom by Jacqueline Nash | Jacqueline C Nash Micropoetry

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