Gave us our free
Did you hear it when you came in
Did you feel it breeze by your face
Did you hear the shouts from heaven
When you walked into the place
Did you taste it in the air
Like the first drop of rain
Did you feel it prick your skin
Like pleasure derived from pain
Did you smell it on the morning’s breath
Like freshly bake sweet potato pie
Did you feel it roll down your cheek
Didn’t it make you want to cry
Did you hear it see it taste it touch it
And ask what could it be
Its like the cries of Amistad yes it’s our free
Da Poem Bandit