#231 Freedom Or Confines Poem by Jimmie Arrington

I suppose I don’t know why
But at the same time, I do.
You can accept it or deny,
Either way, it’s up to you.

It’s my right to speak aloud
Or chat only in my head.
I can address a massive crowd
Or be silent til I’m dead.

Why should I waste one breath
If no one cares to hear?
Why recite Shakespeare’s Macbeth
If no one gives an ear?

Maybe I’m biting my tongue,
Maybe I’m biding my time.
Maybe a song is being sung
And listening’s not a crime.

Should I yell fifty billion lines
Or whisper just one or two,
It’s my own freedom or confines
And it’s no concern to you.

One person laughs, another mocks
But I’m ruled by a single Ref.
So before you say “He never talks”,
Maybe you’re just deaf.