The Paradox of Freedom
Surrounded by a sea of people celebrating liberty
Little could they see that they are bound in slavery.
In the light of the day
The darkness was still their way.
Decked in red, white, and blue
Holding their favorite brew,
They are enslaved
Not knowing that they need to be saved.
Their bodies are unshackled
Their souls are chained.
Yet they don’t understand.
In the land of the brave and the free
So many are living in captivity.
Those of us who have been released,
Will we stay silent while our brothers decease?
