Control
Tortured souls regain control,
Of a life someone stole,
We were told many lies,
The soul never dies,
It tries to reach you,
So, you let it through,
But you have too much to do,
And it's clouding your view,
Staying true to a plan,
you act on command,
Fulfilling others demands,
Working to understand,
Where you truly stand,
They say they own the land,
and control the Grand scheme,
Yet it seems only one sided,
Everyone is now divided,
Their power comes uninvited,
It's time we become reunited,
living clear sighted,
Excited about your connection,
Delighted we can make corrections,
Letting the infection heal,
The world is yours for real,
It's created by how you feel,
Only you control the wheel,
Don't let anyone steal,
Your Souls unique appeal.
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