So the Freedom in Poverty
Erase the silence,
Erase the lies;
Lift the voices,
Where freedom hides.
Within the hearts,
Of those who cry;
Sings the songs,
Like lullabies.Rising louder,
It begings to get clear;
Screaming it forth,
For every ear.
So hear the songs,
That freedom cries;
Bringing tears,
To the weathies eyes.
For the freedom lies in poverty,
When my Jesus came and said to me:
They have nothing,
Only me,
So freedom lies in poverty.
By Samantha Hubbard