I’ve always longed to feel the rain, but the government
needs to protect us (so they say) from the things beyond
our reach, the things that are learned but never taught.
All we do is listen, listen to the thunder; we hear the earth
quake and shake, but none of this matters. We hear legends
that there is wind and that the snow is cold, but we will
never truly know.
The old ones tell us that you can eat the snow, but the
parent that controls must “protect us” from everything
that is anything!
The government leaves us to slither and seethe around the
opaque tunnels that they have “Granted us with great
generosity…” so we can be safe, but all they do is keep us
contained from what is out there, and hold us where we
must always be. There is nothing I want more then to see,
for myself, if there is, with all truth, Fresh Air.
