Aggressively protect freedom,
let not your hand be staid,
the powers are always searching,
that has been evil's way,
they wait for you to relax a bit,
then, far from light of day,
will sneakily take everything,
It's "progress, " they will say.
Better to fight, risk it all,
then live on as their prey,
aggressively protect freedom,
or tyranny holds sway.
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