Freedom and Control

I’m enslaved by a desire for freedom, confined
within the boundaries of the human mind.
Freedom, my beloved friend, tell me you exist
within this twisted consciousness.

In defining the word freedom I’m blinded
by social conditioning suggesting
a measure of confinement,
that freedom is an illusion, created
to alleviate the feeling of being trapped
in an unfair society, a slave
for the amusement of the powerful
few who are truly free.

The uber rich elite
are hoarding, discrete
as the cavemen they resemble,
clobbering the masses
with makeshift clubs
of austerity measures,
they watch with pleasure
as we divide in anger and disillusionment.

They’ve squandered those hoarded resources
and will engineer another war to plunder
in excess and cull the world’s population,
pretending to unite the nations
against an unknown foreign terror.

It’s their way of control, using fear
to divide the people just enough
so we forget
that if we rise up as a nation
and unite in revolution
we can take the power back,
evolve society in a new direction,
until the power struggle begins once again,
as it always has done,
but we must keep fighting for true freedom
until the word no longer denotes an escape,

until freedom means just being alive.

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