what is freedom?

why worry about the freedom behind us
when there is freedom beside us
its the freedom of silence
that helps you take a
peek at the the inner life island

its a balmy breeze siren
waves craSHINg
killing tyrants
singing sweet melodies
the fluid wisdom
the solid truth

but what we think is freedom
is calculated science
the science of lying
that kills
the soul that sleeps
behind the eyelids

to see is to 'feel'
but are feelings real?
emotions can trick you
and sting you like a
jelly fish on
your heel
reality
is
the only thing Satan conceals
so remember that God
is the way
to the truth filled fields
fields blooming with promise
this field is the raw deal
let him be your shield
keeping you from the lies
that weaken the will

gods truth reigns supreme
its a dream lighter than
whipped cream
it is a breezy beam
cozy like the sauna steam
this liberating dream
even gives hope to a fiend

truth is the way i walk
even though the narrow seems
tough
but tough
is the way of love
love is a choice
love is that small voice
guiding your dark head
the voice in the void
telling you
to exercise choice
(does the simple life
seem too coy?)
don't throw life around
like a toy
(its a gift)

so i ask you
what is freedom?
is freedom doing what you please
pleading your too weak
so you walk with ease
get sucked into a tantric tease
or is freedom
walking in truth's breeze
even when the cold waves sneeze
spewing cold dew on you
you walk true
in between the black and blue
in between the white and black
never looking back
never looking back
even when your attacked
and feeling fat
and you lag behind and slack
you keep walking true to the
tic that was tacked
for your toes
to stay walking in the fact
the fact
that your saviour
has a plan
to win you back
you the lost sheep
who used to sleep in the gutter
pain slabbed on your skin like butter

worn thin you muttered and moaned
trying to find your way back home
thought your freedom was owned by you
but you, you were on the slave ship too
owned by the prince of darkness
who abused you
and still you accused
the man who had nails driven through his hands
for you
you
chose freedom
when you should've chose truth
but i ask you now
what freedom will you choose?
the freedom that helps you win
or the freedom that helps you lose

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