FREEDOM

Let us use the pot of sense
…to go fetch the river of knowledge
…for the dreaded visitor called relativity
…is coming with his trick sticks
…anuanom

II
A chicken caught in the evil forest
…and kept under the umbrella of an armpit
…might be a lucky one no matter the dancing heat
…and aromatic stench
Why?
…Because it can be meal for a thousand and one
…of forest mouths

III
So find no fault in freedom
…if you’ve not drunk from the sense pot
But know,
…there are sanes in freedom
…still, there are chains
There is a beauty in freedom
…still, there are the uglies
There is liberty in freedom
…still there is anarchy
So vary in candid, our caught and left be
For human freedom is honey with beedom
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © June 8, 2019