Freedoms Illusion

Freedom,

what is it?

How free?

Original thought,

does it exist?

Is it rare?

My mind,

filled

with what was

poured in.

I could

believe

 many things,

based on what

was poured in.

Where I was

born determines 

what I 

believe.

Local dogma 

clouds my reality,

determines 

what I 

believe,

how I think.

I could be

many people,

believe many 

things based

on what was

poured in.

Once the

cake’s baked,

fully formed,

how free

can it 

possibly be?