freedom

freedom
freedom they called,
one thousand mouths
open as one

freedom
freedom they called
raising their hands
one thousand guns
sounding like one

freedom
freedom they called
who made them call
who made them shoot
freedom they called

then the children cried
thirsty, hungry,
covered with blood
one thousand children
as one

the dying covered
the living
we suffocate, they shouted
then they stopped

freedom,
freedom they called
following delusion
again they started to run
killing the many as one

who shouts
freedom
does not know
how much work it is

to leave prison.
humans i see
wish to be free of pain
and free of fear.

they do not wish
for love, for kindness
but need walls
against the dark

and the higher
they build
the less light
can reach

freedom,
freedom behind walls
they build
on their own.

Freedom
freedom they shout
They kill for a word
as if it was bread
How can they be free

freedom
maybe
is insight
and inside.