Dream Day

I dream of a day where freedom is tangible.
The fallacy in believing this taxed and restricted freedom
Freedom with limitation is no freedom at all.
Enslaved by means of a psychological militia.
Deviation engages in warfare; Submission, creates power.
This poem is about: 
Our world

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