FireYes, I express desireBut some of you may call me a liarThere's no such thing as freedomThat's a mental slavery.Believing what belonged to you is rightly yours to take.A weird wake up call to your stunningly irate mind.You can't define freedom.You've never lived with itIt's a legend a mythSome say it shouldn't existBut that is just a number on your listSomething to do laterWhile he waits wondering what is the meaning of creator?If the creation is just a disobedient nation undeserving Of death Like they deserved itSo why am I in fireBecause I am aliveFor I'm a second from deathBut faith makes me thrive