True Freedom Poem by Frans Adolph Steyn
True Freedom
The nuns walk by one by one
blue black robes and we make fun
they have love despize the war
and live their lives in such a bore
with drink in hand they still pass by
no longer nuns and we ask why
we know of love create the war
and live our lives so insecure
No longer now shall I fear
as the end of all might be near
I will stand I will command
but my destiny..thats in His hands
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