by Anthony
Freedom is a choice
a matter of will
the decision to take what is yours.
It’s fought for, died for
taken for granted
it’s started and finished wars.
We’re born with it, die with it
but very few live with it
we float downstream without any oars.
We dream of it, plan for it
say that we stand for it
but keep it hidden behind iron doors.
We give it up willingly
with little regard
convenience our only reward.
And with every inch given
a mile is taken
by the one that is holding the sword.
But the choice is ours
to live free or not
to stand tall or bow down to the lords.
Just don’t lose sight
to what is wrong and what’s right
in the masses of opinionated hordes.