A little poetry in the spirit of the writer's block Week # poetry contest.

Freedom

Freedom of mind freedom of soul
Freedom of choice, I can't let go
Freedom I had, freedom I lost
Freedom I want, what's the cost
I can't let go, I'm feeling caught
The clearest path I must be taught
Unlocking the key, my mind is free
Freedom of me is what I need
Redemption is near, it's becoming clear
The freedom taken away
Is now here to stay
I realize now the freedom suppressed
Was because of me

Regards,
Mitchell J