No hope nor dream did yield its fruit while others reigned above it; <br />Whose masters deemed to crush the will of those who dared not love it. <br />The farce that we would call 'free will' - the will to do as told: <br />No choice to live this - my own life - in unchained hands to hold. <br /> <br />Though no one born of woman did bring more into this life, <br />Nor brought with him a greater thing than any human life; <br />And none did give two lives or three, or naught of greater worth. <br />For none another Sun did shine; no other Moon nor Earth. <br /> <br />To live in freedom is to be an equal with each other. <br />No man nor woman's soul did shine in shadows of another. <br />For each was wrought from the same thing, and at birth nothing owed: <br />So how then may a rich man's son reap more than he had sowed? <br /> <br />To all who deign to kneel to those above their rank in life, <br />For their 'protection', 'arms' and 'rules' to raise them over strife, <br />No fool was such a fool as he, though he be crazed and wild, <br />To sell away his sovereignty, and live his life a child. <br /> <br />So cast your lot with those of us who face the darkness for it, <br />We bear the pain to free the world as those with power hoard it, <br />For there awaits, for those who dare to cross the line with me, <br />That deep abyss between what is and that which ought to be. <br /> <br />- July 13 2005<br /><br />David Zvekic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/freedom-43/
