The
road to be free
it
never comes easy
It's
like the changing tides
Sometimes
there are obstacles
Those
who believe in control
The
divide and rule mentality
The
seat of power in their minds
Suppressed
the mutual exchanges
The
sharing of ideas and seek the truth
The
power hammers into the head
Crushing
out any dissident in the midst
As
long as power is the game
So
the road to be free
It
isn't a bed of roses
Once
the power is given away
The
evil ways will come
The
smell of wealth
And
inflicting pain to the mind
This
is the game
The
good and bad play
The
people become the pawns
Listening
to the garbage
Hitting
in every direction
The
road to be free
The
blocks on the way
The
walls rising to shield it
Hide
the truth and be damned
In
the arena of our own doing
We
pick the wrong party
And
we suffer for our weak attitude
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