The Agonist

Which is more elusive: freedom or sanity?
When one disappears, the other follows so quickly
Certain species, races, beings are gifted, you see
with the power to rob us of either
should they feel so inclined to bother
The land is run by a man-made set of rules
described as Holy or patriotic tools
Ethics are invented, although a consciousness is not
Adamant beliefs are highly protected
and when challenged frequently emerge victorious
You can't speak, think or feel
Severed wings never heal
So justifies the kill
Wait out the winter
Under forced custody
The static cold feels more like home
than this open-armed penitentiary
and we embrace the comfort of lost liberty
So fictile is identity without self-governance
That's why free-thinkers always feel so lost and desperate
And I just witnessed my first death
I watched the last escaping breath
I just saw a life turn into death
For them to claim it doesn't count is reckless, blind ignorance
A cry for help – silenced