F R E E D O M
By Josie Whitehead
Freedom walks the universe
And steps across the Milky Way.
She greets the moon and then the sun
Who heralds in a brand new day.
Freedom watches gulls in flight
That sweep and dive across the sea
And smiles as rivers drift and flow
To far and unknown destinies.
Freedom treks vast ocean beds
Where creatures of the sea-world dwell
And, hidden here, far from mankind,
They live within its boundless swell.
Freedom flies where eagles soar
Far from the grip of mindless man
Who seeks supremacy on earth
With others not within his plan.
Freedom weeps for human souls
Ensnared by gender, class or race.
She sees the anguish and the fear
Engraved upon each cheerless face.
Freedom mourns for such as these,
Where servitude chokes human pride;
Ambition dies and lust for life.
Enjoyed by us, in them has died.
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