Love Bleeds Freedom – read and listen

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…HE is the ignition to your passion

And yes those pass demons will come back to attack, but you will now have the vision to look pass them – and grow

I know; you’re thinking to just embrace HIS love for freedom

Is a over simplification

That I’m not aware of the complication

Of your particular situation

And the past tragic devastation

And terrible victimization

That was perpetual The sexual abuse And horrible molestation

And I don’t know about your addictions

From your emotional afflictions And strife it felt like life has no use!

I don’t know about your convictions

From past mistakes You was displaced because of evictions So how dare I tell You that all your debts have been paid…

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Love Bleeds Freedom – read and listen

…HE is the ignition to your passion

And yes those pass demons will come back to attack, but you will now have the vision to look pass them – and grow

I know; you’re thinking to just embrace HIS love for freedom

Is a over simplification

That I’m not aware of the complication

Of your particular situation

And the past tragic devastation

And terrible victimization

That was perpetual The sexual abuse And horrible molestation

And I don’t know about your addictions

From your emotional afflictions And strife it felt like life has no use!

I don’t know about your convictions

From past mistakes You was displaced because of evictions So how dare I tell You that all your debts have been paid…

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Rich and beautiful images capitalizing off the emotional connection our soul makes with the village. Potent and impoverished Polite and punishing Our people pressing back and forward towards a purpose predestined before the seed was materialized that pushes the ghetto rose through the cracks in the concrete. Love can be seen in this picture of us. This is us who came to this new world in chains dreaming of home forced to make peace with pain. This is us playing hop scotch ,jumping rope, and shooting hoop’s. This you praying that hope doesn’t dissipate and your dreams don’t disappear to the disappointments of what life is like growing up on this block. This is you. The village – Eric Haylock

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