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Freedom Seems Missing
Four Years
Will four years give me Freedom or ever revolving slavery? Campaign by campaign, my faith begins to wane. I'm wondering more if my votes added into this vein. Wars fought for international gains, we lose more than just our say. Will four years bring me Freedom? Will my lifetime see me weighed down, shackled, and trapped in the chains of ever evolving slavery?
Will I be free in four years? When fuzzy words become completely unclear and faded into history, where will I be? Government Ink makes you lose focus. Politicians like spoken word poets, hook us with cliched call words, causing us to unison our amen. We scream in agreement to empty phrases,
Our Freedom flowing between them like currents of currency.
What happened to my Freedom? I could have sworn I had it in here somewhere. What happened to evolving revolutions? Because right now it seems we're reveling in confusion. No more Freedom in rebellion. No Freedom in conforming, no Freedom in forming individual visions. Freedom just seems missing from living.
Have we lost the ability to evolve mentally? 2000 years of details missing in humanity's history. We revolve wrong aspects, so reserved with our selfish selves, protests and false meanings of democracy overwhelm our communities. We want revolutions and reruns of history without the loss, we want the wrongs rewritten,
Reparations sought, but no, never given. No more Freedom in rebellion. No Freedom in conforming. No Freedom in forming global visions.
Freedom just seems missing from living.
Will Four years give me Freedom or ever revolving slavery. My faith begins to wane as campaign by campaign, I begin to wonder if my vote's added into the vein These wars are fought for international gains. While we lose more than just our say, Will four years. Bring me Freedom. Will my lifetime see me weighed down, shackled and trapped in the chains of ever evolving slavery?
Will I be free in four years when fuzzy words become completely unclear and faded into history? Where will I be? Government Inc makes you lose focus. Politicians are like spoken word poets hooking us with. Cliche call words, causing us to unison our amen. We scream in agreement to empty phrases, our Freedom flowing freely between them like currents of currency.
What happened to my Freedom? I could have sworn I had it in here somewhere. What happened to evolving revolutions? Because right now it seems we're reveling in confusion. No more Freedom in rebellion. No Freedom in conforming, no Freedom in forming individual visions. Freedom just seems missing from living.
Have we lost the ability? To evolve mentally, 2000 years of details are missing in human's history. We've revolve the wrong aspects, so reserved with our selfish selves. We protest and false meanings of democracy overwhelm our communities. We want revolutions and reruns of history without the loss. We want the wrongs rewritten.
Reparations are sought, but no, they're never given.
No more Freedom in rebellion. No Freedom in conforming, no Freedom in forming global visions. Freedom just seems missing from living.
IAMBIC - I Am Barely In Control 