Fifteen Ways of Freedom
The only creature
who truly knows freedom:
high-flying bird
Give me freedom or
Give me DEATH!
I'll settle for rights.
A 16 year old
with car keys in hand
now understands freedom in whole
The free feeling
to resume routine
after a snow day, confinement
Death holds
a certain freedom
choosing your afterlife
The freedom to shut
your bedroom door
is of underestimated importance
Free at last, free at last
Oh my God,
we're free at last
A haiku: free free
freedom free free freedom free
free freedom is not
Say free enough
it sounds made-up.
It is.
libre- free
that's spanish
like libro, which is book.
finding joy is like
finding freedom
vessels of laughter
you can't touch freedom,
but it is tangible.
I can taste it.
Shut up.
Freedom of speech
does not extend to hate.
free will juxtaposes
divine predestination
bound by fate
I have the freedom
to be ignorant.
Why would I choose it?
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