Vive la Liberty

I wrote this at work of all places

And we find with dimming delight
That we have not yet lost our sight
Neither our minds nor our five senses
Have left us suddenly defenseless

Much is heard, Much is Seen
For we claim to be very keen
On finding the purpose of all
Traced to our very Fall

Never should the radiance
Of our devine all-knowing Might
Fade

It seems quite clear that
To know is to have     Truth
To be correct is to be  Right
That to have life, is to Live

We that have come to know
That to control is to understand
To understand is to empathize
To empathize is to

Self evident as it may seem
That shall written be
Engraved in bloody paper stone
Frail iron of resolve and words
Wrought together to bind and serve
To protect those who hold it
To serve those who wrote it
To destroy those who scorn

FREEDOM
Is a word
And as a word
It is bound into a system
A system of interpreted laws
That govern, yes govern
The imputable unknowablility
Of language
Leading to the perpetual fight
To Hold in protection
That
Which should
Be
Free

Reviews

[Legion]

Words fly across the screen and give thought to the truth of their existance. Well done.