Live to be Free.

Now He flies,
Because He wants to.
And, down He lies,
When He has to.

He's the right,
To the wrong.
He's the tune,
Of this song.

We live but to be free,
The life we wish to lead,
He's the line between what we want,
And what we need.

He's a dream,
Within us all.
May pride never goeth,
Before a fall.

We live but to be free,
The plant we try to seed,
He's the line between a choice,
And a deed.

To seize the moment,
And learn to fly.
And never,
Say goodbye.

Be an outcast,
To those who don't care.
Be a soldier,
And every problem bare.

We live but to be free,
And every opportunity heed,
He's the line between who to follow,
And whom to lead.

                    -ASK

The One Who Knew...

There was once someone who knew,
What life and the future brings to you.
He always knew the possibilities,
But focused on his responsibilities.
The faith he had was immense,
Thus he ended wise, not dense.
Unshaken by his own skills,
He had an uncontrollable urge to climb hills.
For all he knew was to be strong,
Therefore, his journey was millions of miles long...

                                        - ASK