In My Room
These walls around me have not bound me like a tomb. I come and go as I please.
Returning only to translate prophecies of what my mind sees, day in and day out.
I stay out among the living, sifting, drifting through unseen perspectives. A representative of
a new initiative. A politician for the unheard masses. Experience brings wisdom that is not
taught in classes. Wipe your glasses, you just don't see it. Open your mind, it's time to free
it. Flee from the same old way. Lord may tomarrow be better than today.
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Chad S | Year Posted 2009
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