10:29 pm
he sees confinement
a caged up beast
itching to be released
judgement
hypocrisy clothed in a black robe
gavel swinging in the air
tongue sharp as iron
i see freedom
ringing and flying like a bald eagle
wings flap against strands of sunlight
in thin smoky clouds
i see love
unconditional and reckless
tearing through darkness
and coated in light
he laughs in the face of religion
spits on my mustard seed of faith
teases me
for singing for something
other than my flesh
