How will freedom come?
Tied only to my dimwit
Harnessed securely to my fears ,
Embraced by the dejection of t he mind
Free me
The scared heart screams,
Permit me,
My tight loose tongue pleads
Scarlet is the white vulture
Dried is the ocean swam in,
The very sanguine spirit adopts the sad
culture,
Fear, sad song played by rusted violin.
Warlords and heroes,
Turning desires are charged,
Stampedes the mode of zeroes
Scattered yet with, enlarged
Twirls of joy,
Poise of a victor,
At last fear is conquered, Enjoy
Freedom fear’s predator!
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