Ode To Freedom

If I ever write my

Ode to freedom

It will be in prose that chimes with me

It would be a simple

Ode to freedom

Not pretentious, but with dignity

I would like to think that freedom is

More than just a word

In grand and lofty language

Odes to freedom often go unheard

If I ever wrote my

Ode to freedom

Being privileged and spoilt for choice

Then I fear that you would

Be suspicious

Of the cause to which I'd lend my voice

It's elusive and it's hard to hold

It's a fleeting thing

That's why there is no ode to freedom truly worth remembering

I wish someone would write an ode to freedom that we all could sing