Freedom

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.