Is freedom a joy?

When traffic signals operate
I don’t be free to cross
And in their absence
I don’t feel safe to cross either.
Where fidelity prevails
I don’t get the desired.
Where adultery thrives
I can’t keep the desired.
Freedom snatches safety.
Is freedom all time a joy?
10.03.2004

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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