About Your Poem, Honey

About your poem, honey the words in your poem I admire and cherish them deepest in me to celebrate our existence as not part of The System where I live is completely independent but my feeling constantly locked up no south pole nor north pole smell or inhale no shark or whale (nearby) felt the storm, heard the thunder, but no one overboard yet felt no choking in my throat still as soft as velvet Is this the real situation is this Democracy? why did i want to live in this country? And each may reward for the sincerity they show. honey, I was sadly mistaken I'm completely missing the point the complete freedom at the start I was really blind then is the big minus there is no point to go against it it is part of my existence but much better then in the Emerald Belt the sun many times hotter not that I despise it I lived very pleasantly in that independence and in that situation but it still remains a hospitable nation to me