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Lord, 
freedom I seek in life.
Freedom from religious war,
Freedom from self centered restlessness,
Freedom from self destruction within,
Freedom from spiritual deadness,
From guilt, discipline; and unbridle ambition.
Discipline is such a dirty  word fouled.
It brings image of pains and self-denial.


Make me fly in joyous flight,
Run to the beach without the care of the world;
Without the care of what is behind me after all.
Let the wind carry me above principalities,
Let me soar higher like the birds in an endless world.
Though the bird's high in flight is not free from the
Law of nature but they are enjoy free of displines.



Freedom to be who I am made to be in life,
Freedom to explore like the Eagle not a fowl.
The freedom to stand tall and look at the sun
And send it back door within a minute in a day.
The freedom to excel in life among my peers.
Just a piece of freedom when the air is suffocating,
When the milky moon is blank and could not feel.


Freedom I seek to redefine the man in me,
The thought of the me in me terrify my being.
I wrestle not with you just as Jacob did yesterday,
My plea is of genuity and love to conquer.
Freedom I seek over wealth and riches of the world.
Through the eyes of the earth watch I sanity,
Through freedom shall the righteous call be made.



(C) John Chizoba Vincent
     Voice Of Vincent 2016

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