I awoke to see you at the gate
a lilac vine waving to a sea of hope,
in rhythmic chant, waving at the gate.
Where yesterday’s impaled wishes hung…
and then these lines begun
What freedoms do governments grant?
Apart from the freedom to acknowledge limits-
Boundaries to thought?
You breathe the air which crosses the boundary of humanities lungs;
bringing, in your democratic smile
the freedom to be fat and lazy,
the freedom to exploit,
and the freedom to fight with logic and love
for an unlocked understanding.