Leaving the Police State
Where the police is looking, nothing happens.
Nothing really?
Who knows what happens when the doors are closed.
Walking,
Running,
Driving,
To escape the Police State.
To live in the land of freedom.
Where is my land of freedom?
Freedom is in the mind.
Am I a free man?
Nobody knows me.
Nobody knows me.
Except myself.
My worst enemy.
10-04-2008 Kolya Prodhom
Nicolas Prod’homme All rights reserved
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