A drifter stood on the road
absorbed in fate
With so many questions
to be untied
Allowing the wind
to offer direction
wild eyed and eager
believing in smiles
Life was wide open
an absence of borders
while searching for places
where no one is sad
Big brother is rooted
so deeply in life now
the eyes that are watching
are empty and cold
The last man with freedom
must be undetected
near liberties coffin
to guard what remains
Full of images... very visual. I like it very much, Patrick and found the perspective poignant yet full of optimism. I often find myself writing in the same vein... sorting my viewpoints and dilemmas out in a poem. Sometimes more cleansing than a good cry and I am always surprised at the places my muses lead me to. Thanks for sharing this.
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