Freedom?

We're all going towards the same place. It's just that all of ours paths are different yet they meet at multiple points. What matters is not what path you take but how your say, 'walk' that path. On our respective journeys to the same place, some crawl, most walk. But why run if you just fly gaily, daily. Then again, you have to start off crawling.
You may seek liberation by reaching the so-called finish line, regardless of how you reach there, thinking that this is the end of the journey; It is the Finish Line; It may be liberation, but by the time you become certain of that fact, it may be too late.
For you never know there may be more chains.

Liberation can exist, but only in form of knowledge; for that enlightenment is true freedom

Holy

Save the world, protect them from vanishing
They say they're dying, their lords - banishing
Guilt, pity, or motives ulterior
Perhaps a plot to prove you superior.

Compassion, camaraderie, karma you say
Whatever it is, your part you play
However when faced with profits higher
You'd gladly churn a funeral pyre.

Gray

Gray

For black, white is always wrong.
for right, left is an unholy song.
Left or right, black or white
Capitalistic swines or commie - divines?

To each his own, they say
But honoring your view - Nay!
Absolution of good they try
Evil is anything that'd defy
High and mighty, fail to realize
Someday, they may see their demise
When the wheels will turn,
So-called sinners will burn

Uprising - the end of your dream
For there would be a change of regime
Left and right would switch places
Quest'd repeat with different faces

Would there be a time when you'd be able to see through this never-ending cycle?