Emilio Flores

Period 3
Freedom Sky
Ive got something in my chest
strange, faith, locked.
I tried to be quiet
but I miss you.
I been holding it for myself
the moon doesnt come out any more.
I have fight on the streets
you still are in the clouds.
Ill never be your beast
my soul will return.
Ill lay in the ark again
the darkness will not arrive.
I know theres a reason I need to be alone
nothing seems to be right.
Ill give a little of my love to the mind with out eyes
take his hand, youll be surrised.
Im old enough, some eole say
still no liberation.
Im not afraid you little fighter
!o, theres not much I can do.
Ill get u back again
to do something out of this world.
"ream along to the
Freedom sky.

Emilio Flores
Period 3