Poem -

liberty

liberty

I saw you
coming down the
green forest
trail

Disguised
asĀ  mushroom
enthusiasts
Your eyes
told me
you wereĀ 
trying toĀ 
pick upĀ 
a predator's
scent

Your inability
to hide this
reduced your
IQ in my mind
by at least
30 points

Still fromĀ 
a survivor's perspective
I will assume that
you are moreĀ 
intelligentĀ 
than what you
areĀ 

Your kind
are always
the same

You convince
yourself
that you areĀ 
an innovator
but really you
come from the
same cookie cutter
progressive idea
that the rest of theĀ 
"I know how you should think"
crowd comes from

Boring and sheepish

For me
I will walk
down my own
pathway

Knowing I amĀ 
not better and
nor does my ideas
transforms society
in any way
but what it
does do
is the liberty toĀ 
think on my own

No privilege necessary
no superiority either
I walk in the understanding
that freedom begins
with allowing others
to think and live
in the way they want

Ā 

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sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

Should I feel insulted?

Living the way they want?

I thought that was part of the problem...

Am I wrong?

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Feathers
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