Truth by freedom

The erroneous victories by the stallions on the hill are irrelevant

Blood shadows and muddy shores

Burn deep, down, to their core.

Find yourself and speak this day

If you're not in line, you're in the way

Visions and thoughts gather outside the door

Collectively organizing before they take the floor

Shapes in the mirrors

What do you see

Filled to the edge, ever floating around the rim

Sights of luxury, seductively rush to your limbs

Freedom is taught and freedom is learned

Mistaking longevity as wisdom

Translation is needed here

Childhood monsters are not your fear

Optical promises so often unfulfilled 

Trainyard dogs searching for a meal

Repetition does not bring truth

Feasting on lies 'til long in the tooth

Reviews

[iNSOMniAC]

"Find yourself and speak this day If you're not in line, you're in the way." This is an amazing piece of literature! Keep it up!

[Jqjohnson]

Thank you, that means a lot to me!