Emancipation

The Prison Guard:
Hey more good news Preacher
The Preacher:
Do I have another visitor?
The Prison Guard:
No you've been pardoned by the Governor
The Preacher:
Under what condition? What's the deal?
The Prison Guard:
I know the whole thing feels too absurd to be real
But someone somehow managed your appeal
The Preacher:
Can I still speak out against the war?
Even go door to door?
Talking to each neighbor?
The Prison Guard:
I know of no preconditions for your release
They didn't make known any wishes for you to cease
So go my friend, go free in peace