I Want To Run Freely Poem by Michael Micmac Mccrory

I want to run freely
In the pouring rain
I want to run freely
With the wind in my face
I want to walk freely
Along country lanes
I want to walk freely
In inner city parks

I want to be safe
Wherever I run
I want to be safe
Wherever I walk
I want to be safe
Wherever I roam
But I only feel safe
When I am at home

But the way this government
Is making cuts
I seem to be in every target group
I don’t feel safe
I want to be out of the loop
I am not safe
Even at home
So how can I be safe
When I roam

I feel sure that the next taxation
Will be on people, who want to be free
So I run freely, looking behind
For the man to come to slap on a fine
I will never be free
Because the man doesn’t care
Today a tax on being free
Tomorrow a tax on fresh air