Cat Like Thief
She stole air from my lungs
Last night there was a war
Over what is a mystery
When the battle roared on, I took it to a place far off
So no neutral countries would be harmed
Music and Scripture, my only delight
Last night in no man's land
Civilian turmoil over my place in the world
I know other contries value me and will give my people aid
But for now, I must be xenophobic, and take care
of domestic issues
Perhaps it is the idleness of the majority of my week
I demand a challenge out of myself
It demands growth and more understanding of the world
It demands to be fed books, lectures, expierience
I desire to be outside, to explore, to work, to interact
To learn, to feel independant, to be what I ought to be
Being in this room is no freedom, it's no independance
I WANT TO BE FREE!!
But what is it to be free?
To have multiple responsibilities and be tied down by them?
To have 5 days of idle time on your hands?
Freedom is the ability to choose what you think freedom is
My reality right now is not freedom, and I need to be freed
I hold the key, and I think it's time to open the door..
and end this war...
Written February 23, 2004
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