I, Freedom

I, Freedom By my desires I firmly hold Whilst misery and fear torment The hand that strives to unfold Those with hearts of true intent Ask me if I find you wanting Do so and I will not lie Yes but I’ll not be lamenting My vapours that of do or die I hear the call of all enslaven See the yearnings deep inside Know, I am the one true haven Know that peace, I will provide Place me in the hand that wants me By tyrants you’ll not be ignored Fix the eye of steel upon me Reach to the sky, I am your sword. 20 April 2015