WFSC Creative Writing Facilitators Mike Deregowski and Kelsey Hoople challenge you to participate in national poetry month. 1 poem per day for 30 days with no working ahead. 😉
Overall theme 'The Great Escape'.
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Day 18 | April 18th | Curse of Freedom
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Curse of Freedom
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Alive, in the land of the liberty
And the righteous; what a time, what a day,
To survive, give thanks to the almighty
That demands you hide what-you-are-say.
Alive, or are we?
In this land we call liberty; let me ask you,
I wonder if it is truth you can see
Or just that hand-bought-and-paid-for-view?
But we are free, you tell me, free to choose and move
Behind these electronic-screens-and-habitats-built.
We are given a freedom to win-or-to-lose,
With the choice being as simple as a this-or-that-fit.
But fools we are, for fooling ourselves so
To thinking that this is a-reality-of-our-own;
It is but the curse of freedom written-and-go,
To believe in a liberty without being full…
18. Curse of Freedom
Do we expect too much given where in the world we live?
Greed and ignorance are rampant, we want more than we give.
Human rights fought for hard over centuries of time
When “I” am more important than “you” – a bad sign
Given
Extension of rights
Given
Expectations of life
Given
Propensity to fight
Is too much the curse of freedom?
(c) Linda J. Pedley 04-19-2020
Curse of Freedom
You always wanted a girl
Someone to love
And be your whole world
No one gave you that shove
When you found her
You were happy for a while
That time passed like a blur
Before long you were acting like a child
Complaining you never see friends
She must always come first
You whine about how you want it to end
And call her the worst
Your freedom was forsaken
Love taken for granted
You were shaken
Not the wish you wanted granted
When you walked away
Surprise came to all
We never thought we’d see the day
Never imagined you’d fall
You see your friends more freely
All of whom are part of a couple