when there is plenty of space
for me to roam and live a free life
without being supervised
or directed in the manner
another man requires?
Why should I be under you
when I can paint my sky blue
in the way and manner I choose to
and fill it up with birds that coo?
I cant be your slave for no reason
I cant sell my freedom for no price
I am a free man
and choose to maintain my stand.
If your offers
are in exchange for my freedom
then you had better not offered.”
In support of “The Thursday Poets rally”
Published: September 2010