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Fake Freedom

stretching up to the sky
giants blocking out the sky
but i still love these twins
and their cool industrial bones
twins who have become two arms
open to the skies
or open to money,
imperfect.
wealth is not wings

and i still love the sky
it's true blue freedom
it's vast expanse which
boggles the mind to comprehend.
do we still have a sense of wonder?

i am torn between the two
but led to love them both

and the twins gave us money
though we know money is imperfect
and it gave us monetary freedom
in it's tabloid headline pettiness
i suppose it is still freedom
the freedom to choose wrong

and you know what happened next
terrorism freed us from them
two arms crumbling down
as our hearts exploded within us
and sent us hurlting through the skies
into the primal terror of freedom
and an explosion of too many choices
who are you? who will you believe? what do you believe?
who will you love? how much will you hate?
that is the real test

poem by Justin Tang
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