Freedom

freedom has a price
every ounce
freedom of life
is a gift
not a right,
freedom of choice
is hard to come by,
but freedom of speech,
you are the hardest freedom to get
for when they say you have it.
do you really?
or, like the freedom of truth
is it lost and out of reach
until you are free at last

All

all of you gather
all around me
the house that will never be a home
the bee that is not alone
Earth that is not in health
the ant in the maze of ground
the tree of old
a home a house will never be
come to me
to see a life
to rise
to run
before it is gone
and life is lost

House

I must return
to the field of blue
where the house
in the dessert
is no home of mine

Bee

The smell of sugar from the sun
The smell of them pulls me
to a field
my brothers gathering
They bring it home
to the mother

Earth

floating in darkness
only a baby as company
and a ball of flame
but i'm not alone
i feel them
on me under my skin
choking me
slowly
until i am no more

Ant

a giant
big as a tower
running and jumping
ground shaking
running away
to the maze of the earth

Me

turning and jumping
running and spining
on a carpet of green
fun forever
with a celing of sky
and no walls to hold

me :) 

Tree

green when its warm
wight when its cold
and a rainbow runs around

Home

blue as the sky
green as grass
larger than the ocean
as a home for the people

Come

come my children
come to me
come and see me as i sleep

A life

a life without love
no wear to run
a life without fun
no more to do
but a life with fear
will run you till your done

Rise

to rise
you must fall
to fall
you must rise
but what if you don't rise?

Run

a green spot
a blue rock
ten people run
to a home where no grass grows

Gone

we are done
they are young
when we are gone
they will come

Life

a tree once mighty
now falls
a rock once large
now small
a life once strong
now gone
a star once bright
now dark
a home once warm
now cold
then hope once lost
is found
life once old
is new
the home once dark
is light

And life is found