A Different Kind Of Free

Is there yet a place

where words mean what is said,

that liberty doesn’t have strings

to wrap around your expectations

so nothing is given

without a price tag

or the bill on what was marked as free?

 

I want to know lips

who bless without a fee,

don’t offer gifts tied with bows

you have to pay in order to remove.

 

When the chains are truly removed,

not hidden from view

and hearts don’t carry cuffs

for restraining what you hope,

then perhaps we can finally stop cringing

anytime somebody offers help

through a simple act of loving charity,

because we are so conditioned

at knowing they always

have so many unspoken conditions.

 

Then share a time

when we don’t have to be slave

in dread of lies and deception,

just be able to accept

what is provided

while not having to worry

about an added charge coming later.