Freedom is kept, never won.
Treasured in the womb of our consciousness.
Practised every passing moment.
Grown, tendered, nurtured, across time.
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'Born free, but fettered everywhere'...... It is a contrary thought! So which is correct.... so disputable! To some extent man's freedom and slavery are within man himself! Enjoyed this poem... a little off the track!
Like the poem, but is freedom a cosmic truth? you mean, universal, I think