Freedom's Love of Freeks
Freedom's Love Of Freeks
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Before it came, free spirits roamed,
A freek that religion harshly berates,
But freedom's heart embraces and elates,
Unfettered soul, where boundless courage blooms.
In dogmas' chains, they find no solace true,
Yet, in liberation's arms, they dance,
A rebel spirit, brimming with defiance,
Their dreams take flight in skies of azure hue.
To question, doubt, and seek their own path,
To challenge norms, unshackled and unbound,
In love with life's vast symphony, profound,
They find the strength to weather every wrath.
Oh, the freek that faith's zealots despise,
Beloved by freedom's ardor, they rise.
Copyright © James Mclain | Year Posted 2023
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