LOVE 'n FREEDOM (edited)
i'm here and i am cornered,
by a mountain full of things.
"free" to exist, and to survive,
yet not allowed to live, oh no.
that's not within my reach.
once more, i am a prisoner.
just as i was, so long ago.
when only two things counted.
the same ones that i always craved,
but never got for long.
they're "love" 'n "freedom,"
and in that order.
they made me run, and run,
and run, trying to find them.
was just eleven, when it had begun.
and after fifty-four long years,
what have i found?
it seems to me that, "love,"
in our present, dark, and cruel era,
has shown itself to be a lie,
a tool, a con, too many times.
today, i'd say, "love" is a term,
in countless mouths,
yet not much practiced.
and what of "freedom?"
which, also, in a certain way,
can cost you everything,
plus, all you ever thought it was.
could it be true, indeed?
that everything just: "... ain't worth shit?'
so tell me, please, what say you?
about that thing, called "real love?"
since all the words i can encounter,
are that i'll recognize it,
each time i get to feel it,
whenever that may be... ✌
Corinne Wesley
June 9, 2023
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