Real Freedom Poem by Nkosiyazi Kan Kanjiri

Real freedom
What is it?
Whose is it.

Is it gaining liberty from those not my blood
Yet blood brother pins me down?

Is it gaining dominion?
Yet my blood treed upon my head
To scramble to the pinnacle?

Is it only for the elite?
Or for the masses
Or for us all?

Real freedom will not be defined
And shall never be defined
Forever it shall remain a dream.

It shall stay a mystery
Perhaps until the second coming.
As long as the lion and the buck dwell in the same jungle?
Freedom exist only in fairy tales.

(September 2013)