Freedom

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Freedom

Sunday, August 1st, 2021, 23:11

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You were meaning us Beauty,

elegance of a swan,

that dignifying, perfect

stance of a God’s Son!

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But here, on Prison Planet,

monsters tread on your face,

force you kneel, in cold order,

ugliness and disgrace…

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Like a dove are you landing…

Innocent gentleness.

Harmony are you bringing,

Sweetness and Love and Peace…

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But on the Prison Planet

cold death gives the tone.

Doves are killed, kept in cages,

for the hearts are of stone!

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It Is Done. Thy Love Power,

Cosmic Order To Be,

Liberates all Thy children

and our Planet Be Free!

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