Free? Am I Free?

there is no place to run
from all that we have done
we are equal and one
in what we have become
we are the dying child
we are the bodies piled high
we cannot look above
and trust in light and love
there is no god up there
there is no golden stair
we are all here as one
equal in what we’ve done
we are the great I AM
this is our master plan
this is what we have sown
from all that we have known
and now we reap our pain
and suffer in our gain
we have created hell
our lives we gladly sell
that we may glimpse the light
as we deny our plight
when will we realize
life has been compromised
in our forgetfulness
we hold ourselves as less
we have become the whore
in our pursuit of more
this world we cannot shun
the time for hope is done
we each must stand and see
this world is you and me
see what we have allowed
in our dishonesty
all that we have believed has been ourself deceived
responsibility
is each of ours to see
we must forgive ourselves
and find self honesty
for only then will all
equal and one be free