Sleep, if you will

by stomachfull
What is freedom exactly?
To sleep when I want to.

Look the baby, it is sleeping.
Innocent, unaware and free.

Look the prisoner, he is sleeping.
Unlawfully tortured, he fell asleep.

What is sleep to you?
Anything else to be done instead?

Hey, shhh, Winter - she sleeps now.
We lost her, but snow will fall again.

Hey, idiot. Don't you sleep now.
I've got things to impose on you.

While you sleep, is there a life instead?
Dreams undreamt, will come, ask: why?

Hmm this boy, head on arms, arms on
books. It is me, or should me be aware?

Hmm, this girl. Lying down, lookin up.
While sleep never comes, neither do
the stories.

What is falling asleep likened to?
Aging, I said, not the kindest process.
Look, look at O'pa. As if he was sleeping...

How can you know that, the quarter of
you, is not happy now, both in his
world and partly hanging out with us?

In the sun, we stare - closed eyes do
feel the warmth, gently rocking us to...
sleep.
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