A poem sent into the Bremer Forum for this weeks topic and I thought I would post it here also.

Freedom for All

Well it seems to be, but why is it so?

How can they do it? I just don’t know.

But if I did, wouldn’t it be magic,

It would be free to me, which is not so tragic.

But is it better when it’s free?

I think so, don’t you agree?

Your pocket will be happy and you will have a smile on your face,

But after awhile I would feel a disgrace,

The guilt would rise, which is no surprise.

But will I get over it? I’m sure I will,

I’m Scottish after all and Freeeeedom is our call.

 

But can everyone be free?

I don’t think it’s possible you see,

In fact there are more slaves today since the plantation days,

Since the fall of the Roman Empire in fact.

 

 

Our modern slaves are from all walks of life and sometimes even end up as a wife,

Transported with the promise of a better life than before,

But only to end up bruised and battered and lying on the floor,

Under the guise of a Student or Nanny or Friend,

They are transported from their home to this bitter end.

 

 

So Freedom for all is a dream I believe,

The reality is powerful and will not be conceived.

And all through history we have had orators a plenty,

But not one of the promises was filled, they were all empty.

SO Freedom for all will never be achieved.

This is the sad reality of such a dream, a nightmare in fact.

It will be assigned to the past, to gather dust in a corner.

 

Freedom for all is a powerful thing, but greed and cruelty still thrive,

So the nightmare is real and many still feel,

But we don’t see it, so it doesn’t exist.

But it’s under our noses and we have just missed.

 

From 7/11 to the farms in the country they work from dawn till dusk

But their efforts are only rewarded a little bit

And so they end up being treated like SHIT!

 

Freedom is a dream for many, but should be a right.

But how long will it take for them to see the light,

To feel the wind on their faces and the pleasures of life,

To wake up free of their chains and to live as they intended,

And to be free like you and me.