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I was looking at this digital sketch of a skeleton stepping out of a cage, with another fallen on the floor with only the skull and the ribs in view. It immediately triggered the writer in me to write. What are we? or have become? Skeletons who know no freedom and allowed life to pass in confinement? Allowed others to control us just to remain in the comfort womb-like zone? When Shaw illustrated in 'Freedom' that freedom doesn't mean freedom to starve, he was being sarcastic how some people who remain in power continue to keep others in an illusion that erodes their soul. The artist is probably speaking for himself/herself in such a condition or on the behalf of the downtrodden. Laud him/her for the powerful thought, design and illustration. Such minds are assets, sometimes the world fail to notice.