Liberty

liberty

 

A cell of brick and mortar

or a prison of your making

in your own mind

It doesn’t matter, does it?

But as they say

Wherever you go

there you are

anyway

You never really

escape from it

 

But you couldn’t have known

that behind the Great Lady

awaited someone

just like you

She who learned

a way to freedom

in knowing you

and loving you

A lesson that

can never be unlearned

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