My words are written
in the book of life.
Whether it be that they
contain joy or strife.
I am what i proclaim
all myself to be.
For the only one to stare back through the mirror
will for now and forever be me.
My present is due to the fighters
of freedom in the past
and the future i see before me
is one of freedom at last.
And i shall not stop the fight
the one that makes thought free
for the mind is a gift to be used
to the highest possible degree.
Through the mind we shall know
what we are or what fredooms we can write
and let us hope that the story we have lived
is one worth reading in the book of life.