Don’t Be Afraid To Speak Your Mind

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Joseph Arthur

In The Kingdom Already Arrived

Get this through your head

They can take everything away from you
They can permanently remove your voice
You have no idea
How much you have right now
You can speak
And the only wall against that
Is that the indoctrinated will shame you for doing it.
There may be a time
When you will look at the opportunity you have now
And the silence you are choosing now
Will be the greatest regret of your entire life
Because you no longer will have the option
And no one will be there to listen
It will be you and your mind spinning into the nightmare
That perhaps you could have done something to remain free
That you could have protected the people you love
The country you love
The opportunity of freedom
Such a rare and incredible gift.
You let them burn it as you held it in your hands
And now the scars on your skin
Laugh like demons at the fact that you said nothing
For fear that they would shade you with ridicule.

That won’t be my fate.
Whatever happens from here
I will know. I spoke up. And I told others to speak up too. I’m telling you.
So if those dark days arrive
The one thing they can’t take
Is your state of mind. Your attitude.
I will have a strange smile
And I’ll point it to the sky
And me and the most high
Will understand
That I listened
And though all around me
The place will be burning
I will be arriving
In the kingdom
already arrived.

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Victor Frankel lost his manuscript when he was taken to the camps
They took it from him
His life’s work
His words
But it gave him purpose.
He wrote down everything he could remember
On a scrap here
And a scrap there.
His days filled with looking for the opportunity
To recover his ability
To get a thought down
To communicate an idea
To struggle in the death camps
To build words into meaning for someone else
And here we are
With nothing but time
And pens
and notebooks
And digital screens
And opportunities to unlock and discover
A voice born through the madness
Of a season of oppression
The upside down locking in step
Of what one can and cannot say
It defines our times
As we grow increasingly blind
To what we have before us
And what what we are leaving behind.

What would he say to us now
Man needs meaning
But we have meaning
Swarming us
Coming through every crack
Like wild weeds
Made of godhead snakes
Screaming at us with the slithering tongues
Of our mistakes.

It’s never too late
It’s a decision
To surrender to your fate
And walk through the glass
Door
Of oblivion’s gate

You aren’t here to enjoy this place
You aren’t here for what you think
You’ve been misled
Almost from the beginning
You are here to be saved and sanctified
And to speak new lights
Into a darkness crucified
By too many nights
Locked inside and mystified
At some point the only question that’s left
Is
When’s it too late?

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