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When I allow Free thoughts to be Written down I permit My true self To be heard Uninhibited by Social back lash Personal gain Promises of eternity I am truly set free. Free As the sun rise is And the sun set As the crumbling mountains Of the East and the West Unchained as wild rose buds thrown Across a thousand naked wheat fields Wet with the dew of the morning Leaves spinning in a passion of turning The mind wishes to be - Simple and live Simple and die Simple and love Regretting when thoughts are Simple and Hate Yet, We push for equality, Don't we? We bleed and die And thrash And cry for equality, Don't we? And though we are Bent over tables Swatted with billy clubs Like flies would be with fly-swatter, Do we give up? No. We continue. We know the pain is a part Of the process.
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Jun 28, 2013
Jun 28, 2013 at 3:06 AM UTC
Painful Freedom
When I allow Free thoughts to be Written down I permit My true self To be heard Uninhibited by Social back lash Personal gain Promises of eternity I am truly set free. Free As the sun rise is And the sun set As the crumbling mountains Of the East and the West Unchained as wild rose buds thrown Across a thousand naked wheat fields Wet with the dew of the morning Leaves spinning in a passion of turning The mind wishes to be - Simple and live Simple and die Simple and love Regretting when thoughts are Simple and Hate Yet, We push for equality, Don't we? We bleed and die And thrash And cry for equality, Don't we? And though we are Bent over tables Swatted with billy clubs Like flies would be with fly-swatter, Do we give up? No. We continue. We know the pain is a part Of the process.
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ashby-brown
Jun 28, 2013
Jun 28, 2013 at 3:06 AM UTC
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