Oh freedom, the sands of corruption blanketed your once gorgeous bosom

Your smile lost in a maelstrom of injustices and empty promises

Yet there you stand with a passion that burns ever so bright

But upon further inspection, the flames aren’t flickering right

They are burning the rights of the souls lost in your eyes

They are keeping the lefts as an endless maze of lies

The hands that now covet you are stained with impurity

A foul breath now whispers in your ear things of insanity

Licking your lobe as only a decrepit being could

And there stands your son, face covered by a hood

Witnessing his once proud hero wallowing in self-pity

Clothing herself in pretty words to hide the ugly

Her mouth only carries stories of greatness held

Her hands only wish to caress a history based on bloodshed

Celebrate a tree that has its roots in misery and facts withheld

But those are the only jewels freedom has ever had

A passerby would be struck with awe at her appearance

Not realizing that each curve of her dress, each line of colour added to her skin

Was placed to hide the scars she received while building

What she created was an image infallible

A concept intangible yet seemingly extremely valuable

Freedom

She sold herself cheap then wished to increase the price as time passed

She promised a dream and instead gave reality

Whispered of chances while screaming of limitations

Time always glances her way, waiting for the proper time to approach her

There are dues she needs to pay for

And he will collect, he will tarnish her stars

He will bring down her sun and burn her feathers

But time, just like the rest is infatuated

Oh, freedom, what a thing of beauty you are

Living the life of a traveler has allowed Vino Venitas to see the beauty of the world as well as its flaws.

Having published several books and working on several art projects he feels that writing is the only way he can silence his depression.

He writes to show those who feel abandoned by society that they are not alone.

He uses his unique perspective to shine a light on subjects others might glance over.

Trying to redefine reality and how people perceive the information they have been given, his goal is to uplift and inspire.