I am grateful for freedom
God has healed us in loveMy life was so sad
Stagnant, oppressive, black, devoid of light
God's pure divine love shown a path of supernatural might
Life is a gift, I see it clear now
No longer crouching under the table
I stand powerful, strong and tall
The mice in my dreams are gone; they scattered away
I stand up proud on top of the table
To hurt me with violence; you are not able
I give you no power, only bask in the light
The violent words, actions, and deeds
No longer a fright
The voice within me~was so small, scared and stuck
Stepped out of oppression and out of the muck.
I glide ever freely to that which is right
I live in the power of God in pure light
I give you no power, no attention, no rhyme
I say NO to violence of any kind
I say yes to peace, sweet peace in my life
Never going to make that mistake twice
Only cowards use coercion, blame, control and power
Just a bug on the wall, a shadow shell of a man
Who chose not his family, but his hard, hellish hand
Written for dVerse Poets Pub
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