Freedom

Freedom is the popular girl at the party,

She sings and dances,

But at the end of the night –

She decides who she is taking home.

At the end of the night –

Freedom is not for everyone.

Some may say she scans the crowd for the alphas,

But she cozies up to everyone for a time,

Some more briefly than others.

I think her taste is more discerning, or perhaps selfish.

I think she likes those that dance with her.

I think she favors those who also sing.

A pity that Freedom misses out –

on those who didn’t have dance lessons,

those with a tone-deaf ear.

Freedom misses out on the wallflower.

Maybe I can help her see –

The beauty in the forgotten people.

They deserve a little time with Freedom too.