Free Will - Poem by clifford mate
I stand here not as a man,
i stand here not as a god,
i stand here not as any being,
i stand here as free will.
The will of men,
free will that bring forth ideas,
ideas that you locked away centuries a go,
you forgot about me,
but i rose from the grave you buried me in,
you will try to kill me again,
but my body has adopted to the pain,
wait for a while and you will be shouting my name.
Don't tell me to shut up,
because i wont,
i will keep writing,
i will keep singing,
i will keep shouting,
until my thumb get blisters,
until my vocal cords go soar,
until i loose my voice,
even though i will still push through.
You will never bring me down,
this metal bars cant hold me back,
i will name and shame you,
put an end to your never ending games,
i will remain free in every mind,
i will rule from within,
forcing my way out erupting like a volcano.
I will stay alive,
even if you will announce my death,
i will bring forth peace not war,
even if you will call me a terrorist.
Until that time,
i will put my left hand on my chest,
rise my right hand and clench a fist,
shout from north south west to east,
let the whole world know that they are free,
free to think and write,
free to eat and dine with other nations,
they are free from power hungry creatures who kills nations,
free from men who drag economy behind in the name of corruption,
i will remain free for I’m free will.
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