Free Poem by Abiygayil Yisrael

Let me be free,
for I can survive this,
if I can be free, free, free, free like a bee
here then, I can be peaceful and glee
as I flee and buzz around the tree, with jubilee.
For to be free, is for me to know me.
For to be free is for me, to look at me
And to be free, is for me, to do me
and lastly, to be free, is for me to love me, completely
and wholeheartedly.
And so, with that, I am going to do just that.