If I thought the thought would I thought

Freedom of Will

Lovely amber eyes covered in pain

innocent glances exploded to the vines of vain

fate pours down into the swelling sun

harsh truth in one man

will of changes as the sand blew away

freedom from paralyze illusion,

showing all away in gray

freedom of will not dreaming

fate awaits not crossing the road

memories shall live

like a pictures frozen alive

-NLR