More than just feeling

There is an uprising in my heart that can no longer hold its peace.
This great crowd that sounds of cries will not cease until the truth meet its needs.
The word 'feeling' or 'emotion' shall keep silent and be quiet because
this riot that this soul has become will not stand for such a thing
or idea that these concepts bring.

The word 'question' contains much and it asks that you will not
underestimate it but supremely esteem its notion.
My darkest bark will leave its mark as I question and ask
for the Kingdom will only be endorsed for those who
take it by force.

Can it only be me who is crying or are those who are living now
but later will be frying as a new day keeps on dying, are they
drowning in the sadness of their silence or are they for some
meaningless reason constantly smiling?

This longing contains me to be and see like the one who
made me free.