Freedom long poem

Uploaded by Milton Robertson

Freedom, a word you can truly embrace, a lot don’t have freedom and wish they
could have a taste. Everyone wants freedom, and want it with a passion, while
freedom can come in every shape, form and fashion. Like the freedom of speech
which is no crime, but the power of life and death is also in the tongue, so where
do you draw the line.

The freedom to love, but be a player is what I hear them say, but this life is for
real and with love you definitely do not play. That brings about the freedom of
choice, which no one wants to loose, but with the choices we make, maybe it’s
better to let God choose. Then you have this freedom, which you can really
express because this is one of the best.

You see gaining this freedom is extremely hard and I could only get it by asking
The Lord. To be free from being locked in a dark and dreary cave where alcohol
and drugs were my master and I was their slave. And freedom from bondage,
oppression and intimidation to name a few, so the road to righteousness we
must ensue.

Against all negativity we must take a stand because something has gone terribly
wrong in the mind of man. This is why so many have died for you and for me, the
reason, is freedom is not free. So lets all strive for the ultimate freedom which is
called love, one of the greatest commandments and it comes from above. With
the love of The Lord, we have been totally freed because with His love we are
free Indeed.

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I once was walking in the dark , I thought I was living the life. Thank goodness for Rehab. They started to set thing right, It was there I found The Lord and and saw the Light. Now these poems I started to see and hear. When they come in sight I write. Thank You LORD. Now all the other, the past is, how they put it. Just water under the bridge. GONE. Never to return. Now I am Just a laid back kind of guy, Who's about to spread his wings and fly away to a brighter day.
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