At four in the evening I think about my freedom. What is it all about? I think of several answers- Most of them you know well As you also think the same At times, when work weary. Freedom is the courage, For me at least, To go into my skin And see calmly How double minded I am About all what is around me And live with it in peace; Remorseless and ruthless. Then work till four happily And think about freedom Again from four onwards. Freedom is the courage To say NO to the urge To masturbate or fuck Only to bust stress Between Four and Four.