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A Freedom Cry

A long time ago we were plagued with tyranny. Freedom was their quest, ancestors won it morally. Real freedom comes with hard work and tenacity. Everyone wants a free ride, as is happening currently. Each, of us is becoming an insincere, minority. Delivering, into their hands, all the precious authority, Our lives have become, what our ancestors, fled in posterity. Many liberties and independence, is being taken by piracy. Causing, loss of stability to our way of life and past warranty, Rebellion is not needed yet, though it may become an irony. Yes, we are allowing our choice, to be forced into conformity.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/31/2012 10:37:00 PM
As hard as it is to admit it, its true..if only they would wake up and realize it. Very well written :)
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Date: 3/31/2012 10:23:00 AM
Sadly true, Cecil. A thought provoking piece. Love, Kim
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