Freedom's Lost

Freedoms are no longer free
they all come with a cost.
people have become unwise
common senses lost.

There is a certain hunger
driving common man,
looking for a wealth
without a cause to understand.

Freedom once meant flying
on wings of fancy free
now our wings are clipped
and the skies only to be seen.

Kept grounded from our purpose,
lost in others dreams.
things are more confusing
our own ripped at the seams.

but even in this madness
and the sadness that we see
there is still a chance there
that we all yet can be free

The chains may yet be broken
of the grounding we have gained
if we realize and see now
That we are the ones to blame.

By giving others power
over the choices we may have
we've given them our freedoms
Becoming societies slaves

They take away our reason
leave us barely to survive
but even as they grieve us
they leave us yet alive

Ours eyes can see
our ears still hear
our days go moving on
The time is marching swiftly
As the years fly seasonally on

Don't despair of freedom
there is no true loss you see
you're only ever as free
as you believe yourself to be

k.m.b. 2013