Whatever happened to freedom? <br />I’m sure there were days when we used to free. <br />But we’re stuck inside <br />The four walls of the earth. <br />We only make it out when we’re dead, <br />If there is anything beyond the box. <br /> <br />Freedom always sounded nice. <br />They let us think we’re free, <br />But look at us now. <br />Trapped in our homes, <br />Our families, <br />Our work, <br />Our lives. <br /> <br />They get you first at school. <br />Brain wash the little ‘uns. <br />They get you to wear what they want, <br />Study what they want, <br />Do whatever they want. <br />Then they expect you to pick a career. <br />How that works is beyond me. <br /> <br />No prophet am I. <br />I cannot tell you how to break free. <br />I cannot tell you how to change it. <br />I can only tell you to live. <br />Live and do your best. <br />Because we’re never going to be free. <br /> <br />© Charlie F. Kane <br /> <br />21/3/06<br /><br />Charlie F. Kane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-one-of-the-many-minds-trapped-inside-the-bo/
