Whisking
When Freedom comes
She will not find me on the highway
Holding up a thumb, holding up a sign
That reads, I will work for crumbs
When Freedom comes
I will be on time for my appointment
She will not be disappointed
I will break through the bounds
I will not let her down
When Freedom comes
I will strike fear, I will be prepared
I will not be scared
When Freedom comes
With every breath I take
I will rest and stay awake
Eyes wide open, never shut
Open to receiving victoriously
Hoping for heaven’s sake
I’ll still be here to see that day
If not, Freedom will come anyway

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Boom! Feeling this piece. Got to get it some day!
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