<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540606" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fear Of Freedom</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">They fear from afar</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The freedom denied to them</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Made cold iron bars their home</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Darkness their daylight</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Made soft hands cruel</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Eyes twisted</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Hearts cold</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Vented rage and spleen on corners of hyde park</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Stood erect and hovered over passers by</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> In servile anorak and worn out jeans</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Put the P back into' Proliteriat'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The M into Messiah</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Made a 'name' out of 'prophet and preacher and seer'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Talked red Red, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Flushed with cheeks full of roses</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Preaching marx and hope for the chained masses</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> You talk of liberty</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Of hunger</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Of crusts of bread</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Of stale words and stagnant water</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And endless death</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> There is 'no hope' you preach 'no hope of freedom'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Just the thought of it makes you run for your life</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Back into your safehouse full of' possibilities'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Theories and lies</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When they are gone</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> These children who have found the light</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Who will listen? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Take the dog from the bone</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And he will hunger for all he does not have</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Staring at the face of poverty</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> In a street full of gold</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Knowing the pursuit of happiness is all he has ever 'owned'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> yvette m smith nov 08</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Yvette+Smith">Yvette Smith</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540606" data-title="Fear Of Freedom de Yvette Smith" data-description="They fear from afar The freedom denied to them Made cold iron bars their home Darkness their daylight Made soft hands cruel Eyes twisted Hearts cold Vented rage and spleen on corners of hyde park Stood erect and hovered over passer..."></div> </div> </div>

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