Free

I am free. free to fly free to cry I am not bound by earthly treasures nor do i give a second thought to those who fight with fists and fall to pleasures I do not, will not conform to the slaves of anger that march around me the chains around their wrists, binding their feet choking out life thats all they will ever see thats all they will ever hope to be. but not I thats not for me. I stand hand in hand with the free. for life is what we seek we untangle ourselves from the weak and strive for more. not content with the constant bore of life sitting stuck on the floor I crave the air to fly with flair soaring, higher higher higher still pushing past those who seek to kill shoving, running, kicking, moving Breaking free spreading my wings waiting for the things that will carry me. leaping, not really sure of whats to come but knowing, trusting beliving in the one who set me free. who broke the chains that bound me. the one that gave me wings. He took the things that constricted, cut, cofined gave me a reason why I should take to the sky spread my wings told me to fly. so when I say I am free Know its no lie.