"Man is born free, but everywhere he is in chains…” Rousseau.
Yet, with tedious labor, we do strive against the wind… against the forlorn cry… liberty once gained, yet lost in time… liberty remains a fleeting dream. Shall we suffer the pain of tyranny or mount with wings the hallowed quest… for that which so deliberately we seek… this liberty, this faint apparition of our fathers, many.
Liberty is not obtained through idle banter; it is the fruit of pain… suffered in our struggle for gain, where none yet appears… The wrestling of flesh, against the darker demons of men who, with chains, do bind the free, too a tree of tyranny... Men are born free, yet everywhere in chains.
Awake, therefore, ye of good heart... and strive no more with the idle banter of fools. Take hold of the Tree of Liberty and feed upon its fruit. Be no more bound by fear or of melancholy soul… Rise, take hold… Be bold and thy reward shall be sure. Liberty waits upon no man… its fruit belongs to the bold… its pleasures, the reward of the diligent.
By: Ronald A. Nelson
Are you diligent... or fast asleep?
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