Freedom

FREEDOM

LOCKED AWAY IN A TINY CELL
FOR HOW LONG MY MIND WON'T TELL
MY MEALS PLACED IN FRONT OF ME
DON'T LOOK APPETIZING SO I WILL NOT EAT
MY MIND SEEMS TO WORK OVER TIME
LOCKED AWAY IN A TINY CELL I  WHICH I CALL MINE
NOBODY DARE ASKA HOW I AM
FRANKLY BECAUSE NOONE GIVES A DAMN
THERE IS A WORLD OUT THERE WAITING FOR ME
TINY WINDOWS MAKE ME DISBELIEVE 
UP IN COURT IN TWO DAYS TIME
LUCKY ENOUGH TO GET OUT THE CELL I CALL MINE
COURT DAY IS NOW HERE
NOTHING TO SAY NOTHING TO FEAR
BACK IN MY CELL FOR TWO MORE YEARS
NOONE ASKS HOW I GOT ON, NOONE CARES
I'LL BE DREAMING DRINKING AT THE BAR WITH MATES
LOOKING FOR BLOKES TO GO ON DATES
NOW IN MY CELL I DO NOT FEEL SO GLUM
BECAUSE YOU KNOW I'M ON MY WAY TO FREEDOM.
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July 4, 2025 at 3:30 PM
Deeply profound introspection. A thought provoking pen. Be ever mindful in spirit that the defense, judge, and jury of self is self-sought, received, and accepted divine wisdom in acquiring self-liberation. One. Peace and Love.
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