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Free Will or a Meal?

Updated on October 10, 2012

The world ended the day a man could kill another man without risk to himself
It died twice when a man could kill another without seeing him suffer
It’s too easy to declare war when there is no risk of loss or retribution on Earth
Maybe someone invented God because he knew rationalization would be man’s buffer

Freedom ended the day man learned how to make money from nothing
There is no big bang to study when a man can quietly print alone in a room
You choose your God under threat of eternal damnation or maybe just go for a walk
But free will has its limits which you already know because what choice is a brass spoon?

There is more to an artist than what he creates because of what you cannot see
You can burn his books, slash his paintings or steal his songs but his mind will never die
Freedom is starving himself on a lonely walk along a pier with one true thought
A fifty year old guitar and a broken string is the world to a man who could never lie


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      Mark Lecuona 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Thank you Eiddwen and Jlava.... I hope to write more...

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      Jennifer Vasconcelos 5 years ago from Cyberspace and My Own World

      Wonderful and thought provoking prose.

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      Eiddwen 5 years ago from Wales

      Great words and here's to many more to follow.