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Challenge of the Week LXXXII
Here in the USA, it is Independence Day. What does it mean to be free? Do we need to feel free to be free? Are we free? Write about freedom. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
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Lauryn Said

"I want out of social bondage", Lauryn said.

Every day, I struggle to find an answer to that cry.

The same one that lies within me.

I don't have the answer. If I had the answer, would I then be free?

If I knew what to do, could I do it?

If I had to choose between the comforts of this society

and true self-sovereignty, would I choose liberation over monopoly?

"I get out", Lauryn said.

But she didn't tell me how.

Step-by-step, I go nowhere.

I return to myself with frustration

and the crushing weight of my desire to reach the timeline

where we actually take care of one another.

I just want to have something good in this world. Truly good.

Free of exploitation and greed and hate and corruption.

Until the possibility truly exists, I can never be free.

So everyday, I build my faith, carrying the hope & the potential of that possibility.

"Knowing my condition is the reason I must change", Lauryn said.

And so I shed layers of who I am not.

Finding freedom in the moments where I am most authentic.

For I am not searching not for an end in sight.

But a possibility.