Saturday, September 13, 2008

Freedom is......


Could you run naked on desolate fields?
Could you count the stars aloud?
Express what you feel without fear?
Write about discourtesies that made you proud?

Can you burn all you ever conquered?
Can you forget all you ever cherished?
Leap from an unknown cliff overlooking the sea,
Without caring how's the end going to be?

Can you not love when you are in love?
Can you gamble when you are supposed lose?
Can you quit when you are supposed to win?
and will you publish all your sins?

If you can look up into my eye and smile,
Knowing I am your greatest fear.
If you can sing songs and play the piano,
Knowing your end is near.
You shall be a free man alas devoid of feeling,
but freedom shall finally have its true meaning.