Freedom

When i look at free people
In the facebook feed
Clouds are moving over my head
A titmouse is feeding on lard
And when i talk to free people
On irc, mumble or discord
A trade warehouse is burning
Set on fire by a sabotagist
We have nothing in common
Besides digital connections
However we spend time together
However we together talk
When i look at free people
In the facebook feed
I remind myself briefly
How it was to be free