Free Me Free Them I Know They Will Know
I don't need your rubble-built house;
Not your grand flesh, blood edifice.
Free me before my brave soul ooze -
The inside blood for unbound peace.
Bury me not, lift not also.
Free me! Free them! I know they'll know.
Those hued old rags are meant for used.
Don't fly them with yourself naked!
Let those free-willed wings fly so high
That they overview what is lie.
Teach not what to love and to hate.
Free them! They'll learn how sky be touched.
Bury me not, lift not also.
Free me! Free them! I know they'll know.
(Poetry against the forged truth)
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