You are a pulse or a particle.
You travel lines of energy
That affect others, and others affect
You, if only fleetingly.
You are free, or maybe not
So free. When you want to move
Outside the lines of Hungary
Or Spain, you’ll find they disapprove.
We are always fighting. We are always
Trying to move. Sometimes we sizzle
On the line and sometimes we’re viewed
By Michelangelo with his chisel.
Electrons are joyful and free. They suffer
No friction. As for the rest of us, well,
We’re free and we’re bound. Scale the wall,
Slip past or kill the sentinel.
Yaacov David Shulman