Where Are Our Steps to Freedom?
Where is this pathway to freedom?
Where are the upward steps,
leading to our ultimate kingdom?
Hiding under decades of decay?
In a direction lost on a signpost
tangled in overgrown branches,
pointing the way?
Maybe the path has been washed away
by a tide thrashing and raging for years
in anticipation of a second independence day.
Or is it paved only in video games?
In a virtual world where the soul
won’t even weigh a few grams.
In a world where you can die and die again,
what ‘palikari’* would rejoice in it happening but once,
as a means of speaking to generations of men?
Where are the upward climbing steps to our freedom?
They have been taken, raped, stolen,
they have been sold for an immeasurable sum.
*Greek word meaning ‘admirable lad.’ The word is also a call out to the Greek Cypriot hero Evagoras Pallikarides.
