Relative Freedom - Poem by Ima Ryma
Freedom - We the People have less,
So say some folks, blaming big gov,
Getting in the way of progress -
Still can't marry the tree we love.
Europeans came to this land,
Seeking a new world to be free.
When natives would not understand,
Death was their freedom - doncha see!
From Africa, the slaves were brought
For the free Europeans' biz.
For freedom, slaves were sold and bought.
Founding Fathers said freedom is.
We have less freedom now, some say -
Less than just who from early day?
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