Child's immagination

What beautiful propaganda you sow
Everyone wants to taste it
But nobody has a morsel to spare
I keep hearing it promised but yet,
I'm still waiting for it to be procured

Such a whimsical notion you have
to be able to experience it
only after you fight to escape
then a new form of bondage exists
you must run and hide to maintain it

You speak of majestic fantasies
this idea of preposterous concepts
like a myth plucked from a child's book
This concept found in fairy tales
that all have happy endings

This asinine idea of freedom you preach
I have never seen or felt it
show me, tell me, Where is my freedom?
This continuous fighting to be free
is it not another shackle restraining me?

There is no such thing as freedom
just an animal instinct to survive
A concept pulled from a child's imagination
A slant from normal everyday ideas
Freedom doesn't exist for me