You speak to me of freedom
But I wonder what it really means
In a world shackled by hunger and pain
All I hear are mourning and dins
Man is chained in his own greed
killing each other for gold
in such times of lawlessness
what the meaning of freedom hold?
Freedom, Oh! Freedom
I seek you in my heart and soul
free this world of violence and grief
Let no night of slavery befall.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
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