Freedom

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Finding Freedom

Freedom. That elusive state of mind, Cherished much, different in kind, Sought after by the soul of man, Seeking, foolishly, in far off lands, Freedom; are you on the wings of the birds, Traversing the sky in organized herds? Or perhaps you are found in the heart of the youth, Living for the moment, yet to see the truth? Freedom; are you the wind that kisses the trees, Invisible yet felt in the form of a breeze? Or maybe you are hidden in violent rage, In the tears that...

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Free The People

It was for years, everyday, in the land of the sand With their fears, the voice of the people banned No speaking, no freedom; bending to their command For reasons, we believed it, and sit as they stand But look back to the story, once a kingdom of glory Oppressed, the very citizens—the leader’s quarry The Pharaoh, much dinero, treating the people poorly And those who chose to stand up got crushed like Ms. Corrie The right, to fight for what’s right, got lost along the line The line...