One Day


One day I will
Put a bullet
through my head and I will
Hear the sound of freedom dead.

But- I have yet to find
the reasons why,
my plans lay in uncertainty.
Only then can I-
eradicate them from my way
to put an end to the delay.

One day
My soul at rest
Ridden of the world I detest.

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