Freedom

This life Ive chosen,
Shall not be spoken about til the lights have faded to black.
The same lights that imprison 
Every single decision
That shall and have arisen;
The undisputed precision,
The daggar was Hidden,
Buried very deep within
The words you never said back.
Like a clock keeping time;
We all recall the lines 
Stored in our minds
Praying that we may find;
The reason that defines, this thing called life.

Im not here to persuade you;
No Im simply here to pray with you.
Help support and guide you 
While I stand strongly beside you.
Humans, shall no longer hide you;
Demons, no longer confide to you.
The pains of the world
Shall no longer harm, but guide you .

The minds of the masses,
Create and fuel the chaos 
That resides and surrounds us.
The very thoughts, within ones mind;
Hold the power to create
A entity so divine 
Powered by the intentions of swine
Whos only intentions consist of...
Chaos, Mayhem, and Strife.
One may only presume... The losing of ones life.

The unwanted corruption;
Of younger minds
Produced by the swine
To entrap and blind;
The future generations
To preprogram the nation
Void of any determination
To follow their dreams
Programmed for one purpose only
To follow old traditions... and never rise.

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