I've changed, I'm not that person anymore,
I broke my chains and opened new door.
I ran away and left that cage behind,
There are a couple things have left, but I am slowly getting high

I'm twenty one and I'm approaching phase
Where all my fears are gone and I have set my pace.
I go exploring life and do the things I earlier couldn't.
I hope this liberation's not a lie, cause I'm doing what I always should've.

If you are identified strongly
you are living the programming
not living
but just existing in someone else's dream
Freedom is from everything -
including identity.
Why must we use so many words?
The programming is over loaded.
Overwhelmed with it's own faulty code.
Addicted and dying from it's own infectious vaccines.

Who can stop the insanity and be still?
No one knows the extent of the damage.
Why repair outdated toilets?
Demolish and replace.
I'm over stating the obvious
choice is change for
more than positives.
It's just here and now Truth.
In a body or no.
So What Is the difference. The difference
is just you. Or whatever you think
you are as apart from the whole of the rest.
You people persons are the stupidity we all fear
and only you hate. Everything
is madness and nothing feels sane.
The world Is ... what it's always been.

The small candle flame of liberty and freedom burns in the citadel of Washington, D.C.
The godly daughter's Faith, Hope and Charity keep the small candle wick burning over the years of the US nation's history, so the light as a witness of a brighter future?
You see Hope gives humanity the vision to see a brighter tomorrow?
You see Faith gives humanity the power to see with eyes of light and faith to build that brighter tomorrow?
You see Charity brings humanity together to build that brighter tomorrow?
So remember light is freedom and liberty, but be very careful?
What you do with your freedom and liberty in the world around you?
Remember also the light is strong love, but never oppressing love in reality?
If Washington D.C falls to the darkness?
Then what a darkness that would be in the world?
But the leader's in Washington D.C must have the light of the Christ within their hearts to lead them out of the land of darkness?
Because remember humanity loves the darkness by humanities very nature itself, but the darkness can't defeat the light of humanity, because humanities true image is the Christ type humanity itself?
You see Love is the Golden Key to the lighthouse door of the Christ, because only those who love from the heart's core have the Golden Key to enter the lighthouse of Christ?
So remember Washington, D.C. you are the lighthouse of the world?
So remember Washington, D.C. you are the lighthouse of the world?
So remember Washington, D.C. you are the lighthouse of the world?
So Washington, D.C. let your Liberty Bell ring out in the world for humanity to hear and come out of darkness to the land of light and liberty were dark night is a thing of the past and the vampires of the night are gone forevermore.

Freedom was a writer from whom his name was stolen.
That of whom left his breaths on every page he wrote the meanings of which, were torn from his chest.
He was the fruit of his works,
of his labour.
And was the whistle in the wind that blew that blew through silence.
Hanging tastefully in the air.
A sweet sensation.
Who grew from dismality, was named and married to him as Hope.
The growths of their union,
the words of the tormented writer and the melodies of the candied breeze,
were songs of story sung for acres.
And who’s dawned legacies are the working times of their lovechildren,
Emancipation and Liberty.

Freedom
a gift that is seldom free
freedom to say I just want to be me
freedom of thought
freedom of expression
freedom from any kind of oppression
freedom to say you can all go to hell
because blood puts the polish on the liberty bell!

Somewhere beyond the sea
In the Square for you and me
A Lady stands for liberty
While the tanks come rolling

Somewhere beyond the sea
She's there for you and me
Standing tall with light held high
And all to her side she's calling

It's far beyond the stars
It's near beyond the moon
I know beyond a doubt
Brave hearts will lead us there soon

We'll meet beyond the shore
We'll stand proud as before
Safe and free beyond the sea
And never again those tanks go rolling

We'll meet—I know we'll meet—beyond the shore
We'll stand proud as before
Safe and free beyond the sea
And never again those tanks go rolling

***** Hands
Are they clean?

Pontius Pilate, washing those hands that night, now are the filthy deeds made white!

America, do tell about the politicians blind-eyed toward homeless people in the streets, tell me about children starving to death?

Does a wealthy man cleanse hiimself as the blood leaves his hands?

Banning guns & glocks, as girls
are sold into slavery, in the blocks.

A gift for kids to go to school
It's not a gift to get shot up.

From poverty to bullies to school shootings, Mrs. Liberty has lost her footing.

When we go home, locking doors and turning the noise up, is washing of the hands with soap, making us whole?