Story of a boy,

And i was a kid one day,
Playing that high noon.

Looking at the sun, i felt dizzy,
Closed my eyes to drift someplace.

There came my mother and asked me,
Would you not want love my son.

I said neigh.

Then came the presit, to quiz me,
Would you like god to save you.

I said neigh.

Do you want education asked me tutor,
Master of none, i shall take none me said.

Then came the woman i love,
she just looked at me, through me.

Knowing too well the strength it would take.
for she knew it was the one thing no one can give up on.

The idea, the dream of freedom.
The priceless of them all, free thought.

The story stopped.
A smile arose.

And i was back on that playground again, looking at the sun.
Wondering where i was ?