F.R.E.E. (Finding Reparation Each & Everyday)
For the people to find true freedom
By Ondra Moore
It’s known the best things in life are free,
Not actually cause the best men in life are surrounded by me…
Liberation decrees without a sense of obligation,
Unrestricted by a given condition or circumstances of proclamation.
Such of a being, not being subject to interference by such government,
Which covers the covenant of a man’s free will becoming empowerment.
This open and frank expression of one’s manners,
Are obstructed and clear to rise above and beyond state’s banner.
Living in existence of unconstrained domains
The human refrain within unconfined strains of developments of less entanglements,
Creating divine independence along faculties of movements.
Immunity from the arbitrary exercise of authorities
While enjoying all the privileges of membership from one’s priorities
Liberty, perfect liberty is to think free and feel free just as one please to be
Under Lincoln’s illusion he assured freedom to be free
But in God we trust – liberation is quite eloquent when freedom is felt,
Breakdown:
A man should live free just as he breathe freely, so contagiously we are confined to the world of governments. This level of authority has abolished the human being from a full experience of life. This development of confusion has confused mankind and created a life of contentment within strife. Many are slaves without the physical bondage placed upon their existence. But more in a sense of their mentality being abused and used as ransom and forced to become toxic damaged goods. This whole world is captive under the illusion of freedom being free but in all reality we were risen into a new degree and completely robbed of our true nature and divine freedom.
Stay Woke or Die a Dead Man!!
Commit To Death
For Life Row
By Ondra Moore
How are we determined to ask why,
When we’re captured in a world where we are all meant to die.
Misplaced in a place where we were judged by a case,
To be erased in space not even grace can face.
Life attractions are manifested through man’s actions,
The reaction from such things can estimate as small as a fraction.
Does that eliminate the fact of an act?
As a matter-of-fact, does time subtract the sins of harsh attacks?
Only God can judge our wrongs,
The faithful thing to do is to remain sane and stay all mighty shrug.
Throughout a world of hate we faced fear all alone,
Unto the gates of love – Heaven is where we all belong.
“Why it gotta be that way?”
“Why I have to take my last breath?”
To everyone know that you can never fully see life until you,
“Commit To Death.”
“People who don’t deserve love, need it the most.
Cause where I’m placed the cues whom took life away
are the ones here given it the most.”
This is a poem I wrote for the death row (life row) inmates here on Polunsky unit. I wrote it in third person, placed myself within their struggle, in order for me to get a full experience of the trauma they face. Dina, I see you are one of courage whom is keeping hope alive. Thank you for your platform. I wish to place these poems on Minutes Before Six. Feel free to share with the world. My passion is towards people. I wish to only enlighten the ones who are deaf and blind within their own ignorance. A published author I am not yet but soon I know God will present me into the right eyes in order to flourish my desire. Feel free to give me feedback. I’m open-minded and love is now ruling my entire life. Again, thank you for having such a beautiful spirit to help. My apology for the late response. My world been noisy; now the worst is down and I’m still. Peace.
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