Freedom, Where are you?

I was held into duress by a bull,
For three centuries I languished; I tried to combat but it didn't work.
And a bald eagle came and ransomed me, I found favor.
And thought it was all done,
The ones I acknowledged as my friend has become my foe.

And as I was wrestling for my autonomy, a tiger blown me away;
Destroying every pieces that was left on me.
But the bald eagle redeemed me again, and gratitude to you.
I felt freedom. Oh, yes freedom I found you.

I lived, I laughed, I loved.
Until one day, I woke up and realized,
You were gone once again,
 Freedom where are you?

I fondled once again the pain and hurt,
And this time, it's more excruciating, it cuts down through my nerves
I felt so flaccid, I'm extremely sadden of your disappearance.
Because, now I fighting against my own family, my own blood of another color.

I can only ask myself what have I done?
How I miss you, oh freedom.
But just one thought came in,
Have I really missed you, have I really experienced you?
Or is it all an illusion?