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The Cost of Freedom

“The Cost of Freedom” A line has been drawn in the sand….. Between the haves and the have nots. What one has toiled To enjoy the fruit of his labors - Another now covets to own… Without the sweat, Without the years of effort, Without the time expended To realize their dreams. The color of their faces, they say, Must bend the favor to lean in their way. No energy, No lessons, No experience May tilt the Scales of Fairness, They say. Only wants, And needs, And force of Will Should determine their share, They say. As they strive to zealously intimidate Those who might stand in their way. We are a nation built On a system of Justice; However, unfairly It may swing occasionally in its wake. A world order cannot survive Without its caldron of conventions. It cannot stand without its backbone Melded into its strength of character. Freedom, at any cost, Is never free. Someone always - Must toil to pay the price …..for the treasures we seek. By: jb pearce July 13, 2020

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