Freedom is a glass
Half full with liberty
Half full with stupidity
Living in each of us you see
Intelligence quotients, first amendments
21st chromosomes, Confederate flags
How free can you be
When even the hands spinning ‘round on the walls
Constrict your throat and your skull
With half a hundred dozen minuscule moments of nothingness
How will they shape us?
How will they grant us life?
How will they pay for our freedom?