Freedom's Songs, Sung Well, To Heart. Poem by Michael Gale
Freedom's Songs, Sung Well, To Heart.
Amid thy dreams I dreamt that night...
Keep up, reap up, all the fight.
For how might we gain a foot-hold, tight? ...
Beyond all squallerd, scary, be this sight.
Freedom's ring, we do wish to sing...
As we fight all terrorist's Countrie's, bad things, they bring.
Look and stare as we fight them hard...
We deal ourselves, our freedom's card.
Look on, look on, all common man...
All free willed Nations, Unleash our freedom's plan.
For those who lead under doom filled terror stained lands...
Will be met with a constant flow of Freedom's brands.
We'll proudly, wear the label of Freedom's price...
Because all men freed, will forever be nice.
Be nice, be nice, our plans laid well...
Only time and God, will be able, to tell.
Hath our plans resprung to heart? ...
A love for men and brothers, at last, We're smart.
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5/4/2024 4:28:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Excellent! 10++++ Man was created to be free and this poem testifies to that, the reason why Iranians are in the streets, why in Tiananmen Square, Chinese lives were laid down, why many lost their lives crossing the old Berlin Wall, and why we still write about it in our poems.