Restitution

Freedom is often birthed through pain

Climbing the highest mountains, to experience the warm, gentle rain

Freedom isn’t known, without being in bandage

Maybe you didn’t chose it, other’s decisions held you hostage

Freedom isn’t free..Quite the dichotomy

Soldiers always fight for others, warring against the enemy

Lines may get blurred, yet humanity doesn’t change

Freedom isn’t awarded according to race, class or gender, it’s always birthed through pain

While our chains appear different, restitution brings satisfaction

A mathematical equation, when broken down into fractions

My Lord, My God, thank you for saving me from destruction

While chaos surrounded me, I AM FREE from dysfunction

Can you hear the song of FREEDOM? The chains have been BROKEN

The curse from generations of suicide, drugs, and depression. Not a word to be spoken

While I am free, my heart breaks for others, like a cloth that has been woven

A free gift of mercy, of which I don’t deserve, yet I was chosen

Break my heart for what breaks yours Lord, let it rejoice with the TRUTH

Thank you for your ultimate sacrifice for my FREEDOM and helping me walk in these shoes

Surely you have BLESSED my feet, protected me when I was unaware

Truly you are my RECOMPENSE when life has been unfair

My shoes will walk in FREEDOM, a territory unknown

Help me to shine your presence to others, make yourself known