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Liberate

  • annacerio16
  • May 31, 2020
  • 2 min read

Updated: Feb 7




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Through wishes and desires

through fear and pain

as the clock ticks the final hour

will our time here be in vain.

I have smelled a thousand roses

I have danced a thousand sins.

But my memories hold me tightly

the scars that tattoo my skin.

A battle ongoing

a war we all perceive

collective but seperate

illusions we conceive.

To be gentle is to be firm

for love is the ultimate strength.

Our hearts bleeding for liberation

our souls all one race.

How many babes must be born

only to die by hate?

How many lives must be stolen

suffocated against their fate?

We must choose to rise

and if we fall, fall we must.

But know that when we rise,

in each other do we trust.

No fake alter.

No deceptions of a "God".

No lies of democracy

seeping through the fog.

No more voices be squandered

no more faces blackened out.

If there is soot we must nurture,

nurture we will and sort this madness out.

Souls grasped by fingers.

Let love be thy name.

Realize, finally, that everything is one.

Realize that one is of the same.

History holds truth

but repeating it holds only lies.

Deception and dishonesty

is only some of the disguise.

We roar with victory,

for our voices will be shared.

Each mouth saying the same thing

each smile will be there.

Let us not fear the future

let us not cling to the past.

The present is forever moving

like a pendulum front to back.

Let fate and destiny draw the outline

let us color in and out of the lines.

Life is so very precious

and there is only an infinite amount of time.

Love is eternal

and eternity is one.

We rise, we grow, we laugh, we love

until the director shouts the final "done".

Finally let the bridges meet,

let dimensions twist and pull in

let us wipe away our tears

and forgive our innocent sins.


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