Freedom to be Loving and kind. Compassionate and empathise. To be strong yet gentle. To listen and understand To be fair and stand.
Freedom from biases Age old medieval and rotten prejudices. Freedom to be different to be alive and vibrant. Freedom to think fresh and new. To cast away all that is Violent and wrong. To free us from shackles of ideas that poison our soul. To breathe and fly unfettered beyond all boundaries and walls.
It’s nights like these when I feel like an irony living within itself radiating love yet feeling unloved. It’s night like these when I can’t recognize what tomorrow holds or recall what yesterday held. I feel like an insect crawling