Challenge
Challenge of the Week LXXXII
Here in the USA, it is Independence Day. What does it mean to be free? Do we need to feel free to be free? Are we free? Write about freedom. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
A Freedom of Us
Freedom of mine is freedom to be
It the sun and the sand
And the sand and the sea
Grain by grain slipping through
Fingers without pain
The water is quiet
But still a silent riot
A lapping, growing choir
Strung together on intangible wire
Of those alike and not
Living life by the lot
On wing or foot
Paw or tail
Always without fail
Will we be
Together and free
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