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!
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