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Freedom's Price

What price is freedom? Does anyone truly know? Can it be tallied up? Brought out for show How is freedom measured? By its losses or its gain? Do we value it more than life? So we suffer through the insane Do we too easily accept That it's the way it has to be? Any sacrifice not too much In the quest to remain free Way easier to accept I'm sure If your not the one fighting the cause If you were I think it really would Give you every reason to pause To see caskets arriving home We know the price too high In the name of so called freedom Far too many will have to die For loved ones left behind No freedom will ever be gained For they will be bound and tied To live forever in their pain The freedom flag may fly But who will be left to see? Dead men don't have eyes Their souls the only thing free We think we have evolved From the brutality of the past Turn on the news each day The die has already been cast What kind of world we do live in Were peace can't be achieved by words Where brawn replaces brains in men And freedom is gained through swords What is freedom truly? Does anyone really know? If it means the right to choose Then I'm sure I would say no I'd say no to violence Every single day We have to just figure it out There has to be a better way A way to keep our loved ones safe Ways to help those in need There simply has to be an answer To allow us to eventually succeed For all the families that have suffered We have to make sure there are no more In man's journey for peace and freedom We need to learn to shut the door on war!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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