Free to do whatever I want.....
Free to work, and work some more
Free to earn, and earn some more
And then .......
Free to spend, and spend some more
Is this freedom though?
- free to sin, and sin some more?
- free to indulge myself,
and indulge some more?
free to ignore the truth if I choose to,
to turn the other way?
- free to wash my hands off my responsibility
to God and Society?
Is this what freedom means?
Am I free to call indulgence a waste?
- or a lapse in morality a sin?
Alas! I have put my conscience to sleep –
drugged it into a lull
of false security –
the 'ecstasy' of activity –
and I'm on the run!
Every time my inner voice
lifts its head from
its drugged slumber,
I quickly soothe it back to sleep
with some more 'interesting things to do’ -
a game? some TV? a soap?
perhaps..... food? new clothes? gossip?
Something........anything......to keep me occupied.
The 'activity of sleep' is now a habit,
my second nature –
If I’m not asleep, I’m ‘bored’!
And time, the silent witness, is passing by.
I’m losing out.
I have to rehabilitate –
Break my dependence;
break the shackles of this enslavement,
and liberate myself.
from this prison of pseudo freedom
That the world has put on 'sale' -
And I have bought.