Thinking Freedom (Part 4) Poem by Kingsley Egbukole

When I think of freedom
I think of man
When I think of freedom denied
Again I think of man
Oh man!
Yes, man
Much in the later than former
When I think of man
And freedom
And freedom denied.

When I think of freedom
I think of freedom denied
I think of man denied freedom
And then the congested cupboard
The sleeping lizards on the wall
The soldier ants milling on the floor
The war-time food
The madman's garment
And I think about freedom
Think about freedom denied
Think about usefulness of the legs
And amputated legs without clutches.
(Sunday 19th October,1997)