Chortle

a poem by Jayati

Freedom
Rob dad and mom
Freedom
Bomb secured home
Freedom
Sink in utter dejection
Freedom
Forever silence
siblings, kith ‘n’ kin.
Freedom,
An action, maim for life
with kind restitution
Promise prosthesis hand.
Sixty percent
charred body, helpless child,
third degree burns
Freedom
in a wonderful world.
Justice reigns;
Threats.
Having failed.
Search for the wanted,
rest do understand,
complacent.
Common
sense uncommon!
Who
needs to learn?
Spellings
and dictations,
of a simple sentence-
Freedom is our birthright!
The
power to act
or speak or think
without
externally imposed
restraints
Meaning, condition of being free.
Wow!