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Sunday, April 20, 2014

The Mind

Unbound like the wind
With wings spread wide
Seeing distant lands
Their song and their dance
Opening, learning, taking new strides
No limits for the mind

But so strange it seems
To those who've not ventured out
Confusing, disturbing, absolutely alien
Misunderstanding it's different vein
Scared they label it, tie it, lock it out
Bound, fettered, the mind it screams

Born to be different, reared to be same
Everyone looks like everyone else
Blind and deaf to our mind's murders
Those who defy, die as martyrs
But more often than not, their graves are unmarked
Yet better that than see them chain, kill, maim

Freedom it seeks
Freedom it shall find
In life or through death
Through whichever path
For free is the mind
In freedom it thrives

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