Freedom
Freedom, what a commodity to be remiss
Ignorance is truly a bliss
There are too many of us who fear the death kiss
It causes irrational thinking, common sense dismissed
Our flesh is only temporary in all seriousness
Injustice should make everyone furious
Currently, in a state of oblivious
Unfathomable of how some people are viciously villainous
Elevate our vibrations and rise above foolishness
The Dogon tribe told us about that other star Sirius
If only I could travel back in time to Kemet and learn
Mathematics like Pythagoras
I’d change life equations and make the world glorious
Way too many hidden truths, all so mysterious
My mind stays suspiciously curious
Destined to seek prosperity and righteousness
Straying away from arrogance unlike Odysseus
Holistically healing the sick with the stroke of my pen
Emulating the Goddess Isis
All is Mind will eventually become notorious
Until our freedom is fully unveiled, I remain vociferous
Copyright © Anita Wilson | Year Posted 2020
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