Treasure Island

Matt Ancient

(11 january 1985 / Africa)

what does freedom means to you


freedom means a lot to me
what does freedom means to you
to me; freedom is equal opportunities
equal reward for all
kinds of potentialities
to me as well as anybody elsewhere
freedom to speak without favor and fear
freedom to move to anywhere
so far as i want it
freedom is free and fairness
regardless of where i was born
or where i came from
the color of my skin
my religious status
or how i appear
for i am not what i wear
i need freedom spiritually
physically, mentally, emotionally
psychologically, sexually
and freedom financially
what makes me different from others
is what i do with my life

Submitted: Monday, May 12, 2014

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