Song Of Maximum Freedom Poem by Saul McCandless

I will sing my Song Of Maximum Freedom
For myself, for all Kingdoms
Hold aloft a fist of truth
From my deathbed, to my youth

I shall take no evil answer
Question their lies, as a panther
Deliberate on foes and friend
Seek swift justice with vengeful end

No laws beyond our rebellion
Sign up for hope, though no medallion
This fight can incur and will often blur
The edges of season, I do it for her

Jesus, I know we have your backing
This mountain can cloud o’er and stack
The odds against us, to increase and fuel
We see this as our aim, to come and duel

I have you humbled, in my scope
Destination paradise, by noose and rope
Let the hand know what the brain hath plan
We are many and you are just a man.