If I could have it my way, it would be nothing.
it would fall away before it even reached my soul
If the truth were to be real, how would you dare?
it would not even be the beginning of a thought.
If we would all love, not presuppose,
imagine the depths of joy everyone could know.
Bound by our insecurities, assumption of importance,
all kidnapped by such worthless fears.
Could it be we were made for more?
Paradise is what we imagine free of our contempories.
cherishing each other for creation, no more of
assuming judge and jury.
I will not play this game no more
you do not know what you think you know
If you will do what is truly right,
we will not have to fear from each other.
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