KNOW NOT
A slave to my freedom who is it that's free? Is God himself free? A seldom of freedom the grave to my soul, And even in death do we beg for our lives?, Is the death that is feared ,the wife of the life? Is it not fear how the devil attains and control?, The shadows,the shadows are needed In light, To know what's the purpose of light. Then why then do we fear the death and complain, Shame,shame we're plundered by fear!, It leaves us in tears, And then into fear to do what we Will, When God gave it free... Then they say that he gave us the rules and restrictions? As true as it may be,that with great power comes great responsibility, Then why then did he leave us with the power of choice, And then when we choose, we must pay for our sins? Why give is free will?, when we have not a option, but to live by the rules, We live not by our truths. Because we fear the fruits that they bear. We claim to be free,but live life by the Bible... The Bible is a guide,not power of diction The people that read,and fulfilled in addiction. Who preach,and preach telling folks how to act it, Forgetting to enact it. then teach us about God, And what not to do, Because its his word, Is it not ironic how they use that same fear, The fear to burn, To teach and make us believe Is that what God wants,I hope It not true, I fear to burn or to live life in eternity Do live in joy forever and ever? Or live in pain to forever in never? Would it not then remove the purpose of life? What then do I do?,where does that leave me? or those just like me? It's unjust in injustice to believe in Him in fear and contempt, they teach us in fear, with fear,it's a shame of a cycle, will we never break free? What good then is the power of choice When the choice that we make is always at stake, we fear a power that was given to us, It would have been better if they told us the truth! That the rules are just tools to tame and control... So no individual goes unto flame and out of control... Because what they say and they do, Makes us feel like, What we choose will lead to demise either way, So I'll choose my demise, I want not to despise but despite all that pain,I know not what to feel. So I've come to acceptance, an eternal acceptance... So i do what I do because I'm alive So not to regret I will do what I must. And even if I end up in hell or in heaven If every action has a price to pay Then I'll have payed in contempt... I will not regret all decisions I've made!
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