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Tel Aviv University is conducting a poetry reading evening under the theme of freedom.

Here's what I wrote:

Where is your freedom

Is on the social network?                                               

A net of lies, mosquito trap of summertime

Where is your freedom

On Facebook? Or on Twitter?

A lot of pixels which vie for your attention, a mirage 

Where is your freedom

Is somewhere on the web

A spiderweb of flashing lights, an echo filled with sounds           

Where is your freedom

Or is it in the mall?

A cage of glass, a multitude of men just craving satisfaction          

Where is our freedom

In animated matter

From dust we came, refuse the dust's reclaim                            

Where is our freedom

In pasturelands, in open plains, in fields

Of ripe imagination, of children's games, delights

Where is our freedom

The beauty of the human soul

Yet still in vain, a second but too late to feel the same                      

Where is my freedom

In writing or in thinking

But roll those thoughts away, a slope a hundred miles the fray

Where is my freedom

In spirit or in body

Or in the youth of years and still untouched by wails and fears

Where is my freedom

In love still dormant?

In friendships' feather grasp, in spades of adoration's clasp

Where is your freedom

In hollow words? In empty gestures?

Vibrations of the air just echoing through space