Sandra Feldman


Born Free - Poem by Sandra Feldman

This is not, this is not,
Not, the Country, I once knew,
Where each day we strived for better.
Where World's freedom quickly grew,
This is not my dearest Country,
One where heads were held so high,
And for Liberty and Justice,
We were all willing to die.

Class division, nonexistent,
We were all just citizens,
Democratic, coexistence,
And a helping hand to lend.
We must now get back our courage,
No to handouts, flabbiness,
You cannot keep up a country,
Just by doing less and less.

Hear ye, hear ye, small and mighty,
This is now a wake up call,
We must reconstruct this Country,
For the World and for us All,
We are all together born free,
Liberty, must never fall.


Comments about Born Free by Sandra Feldman

  • Veteran Poet - 1,665 Points Adeline Foster (12/9/2012 3:31:00 PM)

    A hard poem to evaluate. Was there ever a country a land like that. I would say only in our dreams. But some day, O yes, someday. Read mine - Wide Open Spaces -
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 9, 2012


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