We Are The Burdens Of Freedom

We are the burdens of freedom!
Strung vertical in various rows in endearment
In self inflicted tendrils that are marked scarlet but no other
In bruises that abused the flesh off fother
....we best be at the hush off terrible things.....

We are the burdens of freedom!
A way to expel the mindset off shunned rituals
An immurement we're our words slithered
Hopeful the ghosts from decayed were collared to be withered!
Announced our souls! Now!
We were just weakened strings

We are the burdens of freedom!
Friendless were a braided pardon
Where one could pass along happily into blank clouds..we are in mourning
Perhaps grateful to become aborn
Into a newly passive garden

We are the burdens of freedom!
Nor when it was the weight off an early November
To a victim escorted with such beliefs
To only the sickened that was delayed relief
Frills those unopposed...we shall remember!

We are the burdens of freedom!
Money was expelled for a purpose off greed
War-strung eyes now we're ravaged and gifted
Shouting hatred as bullets for the lives you lifted
We were yet better enough to plant that last seed....


....no more laws were to decreed..
...off awful sodden wings...
.... unfortunate souls harden...
....within a handmade coffin December..
...wish we were able to plead....