Liberty is everything
Choosing choice above all else
Picking paths to trod and tread
*Power lies within yourself*
Some will talk, and walk their own
Ours are led with forks ahead
Cobblestone is winding; split
“Embark”, they sign, “new trails, instead”
History. For you, for me
Can read in ways which won’t align
What you perceive might disagree
With how I view the book’s design
So is the story allegory?
Or is it told direct and straight?
Is it true that me and you
Never called for all the hate?
Could it be that you, that we
We only want to get along?
Could it be the things we see
Are all false coats, just painted on?
Strip away the things they say
I bet you find that it’s a game
Decks are dealt to minds that melt
When told to think alike, the same
Liberty is everything
Choosing choice above all else
A picked path should be just that
Trod and *chosen by yourself*
How the World Should Work 