FreedomDay
MusicForReadimg Freedom day far south home where the heart is Chaos prevail all around needing a good nights sleep Not much to turn around except minds that often twist Needing only a loud mouth viewer or listener influencing Flying on common ground lies dressed up as justice Preferred by the now crowd truth does not stand a chance Walking per page count poetry a token of peace In dead silence a bit loud only reading eyes notice Freedom day far south most with their families Except the out and about prowling where all the fun is.