Political Prisoner
I stood my ground and by the grace of god
i would never back down now i will do
my time even though i don't consider my political
words a crime.
They can chain my hands and bound my legs beat me till
every inch of my body bled. But still my will comforts me even
when those around me are to blind to see.
Oh no don't worship me i'm only the messenger one day I'll
be free but the rest of humanity must continue the struggle
in our name may we bid farewell to this corruption and shame.
Let's continue the fight for all those who died in vain fury will always reign
resistance the people must sing freedom like Dr. Martin Luther KIng said
let it ring.
Cole Hodson
Copyright 2006
Copyright © Cole Beck | Year Posted 2006
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