By Mirasol Cisneros
What is freedom to you?
I never understood what he meant
He would speak and his words were bent-
Freedom was him leaving at age nine
To a country whose soil he never felt before
Freedom was him learning to ask for
The language of the unknown
But what was freedom to me?
Freedom was a choice given
To me to speak and not be hidden
Freedom was a choice given
To me because he was forbidden
But at the end of the day,
He used to say
Freedom was a choice given.
