Liberty (or Death)

Freedom 

is just another word 

for loneliness, 

for cold sheets 

and empty hands, 

and only one mug 

with steam rising from it 

each morning. 

Freedom 

is just another word 

for loneliness, 

for silence too heavy 

and houses too big, 

and nobody 

to mirror your smiles 

to you. 

Freedom 

is just another word 

for loneliness, 

and 

aren’t we 

the land of the free? 

How brave we are 

to embrace it.