Freedom Time

(poems go here) What is Your definition of Freedom ? what is your way of life ? is it in the words that you speak, or the words that you write ? Sometimes your actions can speak for you, And the answers that everyone is looking for are living inside you Just simple words or phrases to fill the dark days of despair and nights of distraught, in such a hollow minds in which we've been taught Searching for Signs that aren't there cause what everyone is still looking for lives inside you Everyone is constantly guessing and it leaves them stressing Lost and confused when people say their looking for GOD but end up doing the work of Satan See it hurts to see No hope on my Generations faces So Do you find freedom In the Ink in your Pen the one you use as your favorite Weapon The one you use to protect you from all evil How you shoot your words down on paper using your index finger as your trigger finger as I cock back my Pen, My points made Pointblank with my ball point pen NOW WHAT ! That is how I repent, and i will pray harder and since there are so many questions I now have answers there is No right nor Wrong way when it comes down to FREEDOM ! for me it Blissfully Right and for you it is DEAD WRONG Yes we are all sinners but we are still children of Allah You tell me to follow the leader, and I say Find one In this corrupt time of crisis and confusion Is Freedom in My belief NO! I am not atheist you see But do I need a religion to believe that there is a Most High the Creator of all Creations Many use religion as an emblem When simply why can't believing there is a GOD be a natural way of life or has the government found it's easiest way to penetrate my mind telling me I'm living a lie, Dealing with the sacred text of Zen, Tao the lessons Quran and the Bible, to me they all are very vital But who is a human being to tell me, whom you pray to ain't right Or I need to go inside and find my savior Cause the life I live just aint right And These Materialistic things although may make us happy Oh, yes I enjoy to see the smile it brings to such beautiful faces But these things will put you so high up on a pedestal and sit you on your throne made of Gold, it will spit shine your shoes then will find you and bombardier you tell you your time is up and not even alert you yes these things will AL-HAJJ MALIK EL-SHABAZZ you Money, Power, Greed is the game Living in the belly of a beast and don't even know its name we have been swallowed whole , yes he spared us from being chewed The truth is so ugly now that we have to face I've been punctilious to these monsters faces because I know these Faces In fact WE ALL KNOW THESE FACES! I've Lost myself and Found myself and I walk that thin line between love and hate Im just so lost, cause what was right back then is now considered wrong so I named my "alter-ego" the Girl Unknown Apparently you cannot have wisdom and be young But this wisdom became the rhythms that I wrote to wisdom is always better than silver and Gold- Lauryn Spoke Yes I am Only 16 years old and this is and instance that must not be forgotten So I've spoken the truth and spit some knowledge I have knowledge of self , self- transformation , and self-actualization And a rich man is often one with knowledge, whom holds happiness and good health As I leave this very stage today let it be known the BRAVE , BLACK , BEAUTIFUL AND THE BOLD has come to reclaim her CROWN NO BREAK NO BOW