Better Than My oppressors

I imagine freedom to be a different story

A story untold or unheard of

More so of the deliverance out of the valley  

But yet and still I remain

Equality to me was more of a rarity

To be seen and not heard

To be the literal invisible man

Enough was enough, to

Rekindle the faith in freedom

One must free himself

From his own prison

From his own emotional bondage

Time must be able to heal all wounds

Having the wisdom to forgive

All those who wish to oppress me

Now more than ever do we need God's grace

My God will call me to paradise by thunder

Yet and still the lighting appears, he

Opens flood gates and

Pours until my cup runneth over

Pours until rivers begin to form

Rest assured that vengeance will be his

Even in thy darkest hours

Somehow that gives me hope

Somehow I sleep at night but

One of these morning you will look for me and i'll be gone

Rest assured I will be with my true master.

Soon very soon.