Freedom

Freedom Freedom is taking her vacation and while she is gone… Prison walls surround and are closing in Blocks are being laid brick by brick Walls of fear, and new beliefs Entanglements are twisting deep roots beyond the surface Like a well established, vine that strangles one’s soul Until choice is no longer clear Clear vision is muddled Freedom where have you gone? When will you return? Powers that be, rise up They say 'it’s for your safety’ Who decides? The sands are shifting And being swallowed up and gone forever Like a lake that has lost its beach The threatening waves attempt to overcome Freedom will you be much longer? The bricks of the walls are getting higher The streets are crying out for freedom As the junkie tries to find another fix To numb this pain to make injustice go away He knocks on freedom’s door, but freedom is not home!! Churches no longer gather. The high heeled shoes and suits no longer meet Ivory towers are toppled Only the truest of truth survives Those that died to sponsor Freedom here And bring her to this place are calling out, “Have we died in vain?” Hatred and injustice have climbed the walls and entered in this space They closed our mouths And numbed our hearts Despondency surrounds She must come back Before too late Freedom its time to come home And set the captives free! Grace Daub May 31, 2020