Friday, August 8, 2014

~ Thoughts on ~ 14th August 2014 ~ In Freedom ~

In Freedom There is Fear
When a close and dear 
one, is no more,

In Freedom there is Blood
When All you made in life
Is washed away in flood;

In freedom there is sacrifice
When all you claim and own
Is taken away without a price;

In freedom there is Liberty
For many just a statue
All fights, no rights, nor equality;

In Freedom there are letters
promises and false hopes
as soon you are in iron fetters;

In Freedom I was born
I never saw my land 
I long for
 In dewdrops in the morn;

In Freedom there is a gift 
treasure not and you find
it floating by and adrift;

In Freedom there is love
peace and harmony
Hold it strong with the rope above; 

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