Freedom Is Not Free Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Freedom Is Not Free



Hear our living voice,
grow silent still.
The day grows light,
then dark the Devil's will.
Green grass dry moss,
upon the ground is brown.
Stunted trees lay short,
upon the earth.
And God has brought men up,
for us to cast him down.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ruth Walters 15 June 2013

I love this little verse but would have changed the second 'ground' to earth :) Ruth

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Babatunde Aremu 15 June 2013

Nice poem. I like the theme.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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