Freedom

My freedom is so bright I am sailing along no cares in the world I dream of riches and fame My soul is guaranteed a place in history The pistol in my hand is an object It is the measure of who I am I wear it proudly Hold it with honor As I stroke the trigger I feel it is my lover The wind is gusting at my back The day is short the night is long I walk with a limp I aim the sound is soothing The direction is fulfilling I watch as the person in my vision crumples I have fulfilled my destiny I am one with God I pray for redemption This is the end as I aim one last time I feel the sun on my face as my light goes out I am free