Thursday, July 17, 2008

THE VOICE OF FREEDOM CRIES OUT TO HER STALKERS

I can see you there, there behind the tree.

You are watching my steps

Listening for my words

Hoping to show me up as ugly and vile.


You twist my words and spit on them

I pity you who live to rule and rant

You don’t have a clue

You hate those who agree with me.



You have no truth words of your own

You steal mine and make them fallow

All the knowledge of the Universe

You claim as yours.


All these things you have shown me

All are your Right to possess, even flaunt

Calling me names, defaming me and

Lying about me is not your Right.


Taking my Rights is like stealing

Bread right from my mouth

You hurt me and those like me

You stand on the back FREEDOM crying


Look at Me!


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