A Certain Sort of Freedom
I know that I could not ever possibly
Be satisfied in this lifetime.
Yet I am pretty sure that I have a lot of
Time left to do a lot of good.
I know that the evil is everywhere and
I know it affects me,
But the good keeps it real,
I want to fight because I know that I am right,
No drama, just truth,
It touches me,
It changed me
For the best.
Now I am what I always wanted to be…
My mind is sharp yet the paths
It weaves are extremely hooked,
Pulling for a full circle,
Pulling for a certain justice,
Tugging for a certain sort of freedom…