Running With thoroughbreds

FREE ME! free me from these chains on my hands and in my mind
Release me from this bondage, this wicked industry leading the blind
Help me up out of this pit of the pitiful
Elohim is the only truth, he walks above the firmament, supreme and powerful
Don’t show me your advertisement, I am not mind controlled
For Upon my temple the Holy Ghost has bestowed
I am not programmable, I see your MK Ultra
Tonight I will be free, I will have freedom like no other
My heart grows heavy with these lies, I pray on my bed
That death will free me and let me run with the thoroughbreds
I don’t need your makeups, nor your concept of whom I am supposed to be
All I need is a clean spirit, and I will be set free
I don’t need your paper nor crypto currency
All I need is the spirit of love flowing through me fluently
FREEDOM! Freedom, my fist are clenched in anticipation
Yet my body quakes as the deceptive government enslaves us bringing much frustration
Freedom, the Middle East shouts as their country is demolished
They still hate my color, though physical slavery is abolished
What’s that you say, how about a new car and a bucket of chicken?
Your mockery shows you’re uncaring and ignorant, makes my stomach sicken
This weather control, this manipulation of Earth
Do you think you can do this time after time, as the clock hands rotate, from birth till death and from death till birth?
I can assure you that an awakening is near
A revolution stinks in the air
But by that time all will be left of me is lost remembrance of my spirit in the wind, for I will be running with thoroughbreds.
FREE ME! free me now.
I must obtain freedom somehow
I shall not rest until every molecule in my aging body is at peace
For all I want is freedom, please.
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Wonderful poetry with great imagery of running thoroughbreds.
Thanks