Freedom Poem by Seyamak Ghambari

Freedom



What’s freedom?
Are we really free, in our cases?
Or are we trapped in our golden cages?

Freedom may differ to you and me,
But to me is, not to work from morning till night,
Not be judged by what you drive,
Money is not measure of what you are,
Free to travel when you want,
Society can’t tell you, the road to your God,
Wear what you wish to put on,
Not be judged by where you from.

Great chains tying us down,
Expectation chocking us,
Escape is getting harder daily,
Pressure building up greatly.

If you wish to seek absolute freedom,
We must learn to loss possessions,
Before we are found,
Invite joy, love and light to our lives,
Great sight of relief will fill our hearts.

Humanity not measured by earthly possessions you hold,
But by care, values and good deeds, we are told.

SEyamak Ghambari
2010

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 07 June 2010

Laws give a person freedom. To know right and wrong. It's that some are good states and others bad states of domain.

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