What Is Freedom - Poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
What is freedom?
In a dictionary, it can mean many things
To a philosopher, perhaps more
To me, it is not the allowance of anything
It is not the obstruction being moved
But rather, no obstruction being present
It is not the rule being lifted
But rather no rule being there in the first place
We are free to breathe air, until we drown in constricting water
So, by whose definition would you define freedom?
Yours or theirs?
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