Freedom Days
by herespang
Taste of flat beer,
Surprisingly, brings back
distant memories of freedom Days,
Free Days and
Easy ways—
Almost always, Blasé.
When one needn’t
to do much, but to Observe and Sway,
and sometimes crave—
barely Awake,
Still sleeping…
Oh!
this was Our
best state—
Rarely aspiring to don
on the great Atlas,
Never fearing
the coming
of a crucial Date.