Free Spirit
I've washed my hands of religion
rather than let it brainwash me.
I'm no longer a prisoner being held captive
by those bars of lies and deceit.
Religions build walls and divide us
holding God as their hostage is their way.
Preaching the only way to heaven
Is to believe in everything they say.
But I'm no longer a prisoner of religion
my mind has been set free.
I believe in goodness and spiritual love
and that God resides in me.
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