The worth of freedom.
The freedom of four walls,
of regimen, of normalcy, of control.
The enemy is real, and we must have one,
for only through struggle do we define ourselves.
The struggle to be free.
The freedom of breakfast at 8, lunch at noon,
dinner at 5.
The freedom to worship our god,
salute our flag, not theirs.
The boy who was raised by wolves was free.
Until he wasn’t.
Until we got our claws in him and gave
The freedom of four walls, of clocks in every room,
of reading, writing, and arithmetic.
Stay at home, six feet apart.
Wear a mask, and gloves.
It has taken our freedom, and we must fight
for only in struggle do we recognize worth.
We must have an enemy to be free.
Free to have four walls, and a clock on every one.
And on your wrist, and phone and in your car,
Free to have discipline, and regimen, and schedule.
Free to have breakfast at 8, lunch at noon, dinner at 5.
Freedom to elect our government, to pay our taxes.
For we must have those things to be free.
Free to have four walls, and a clock on every one,
and on our wrists and in…………