Let Freedom Ring
When people know you lack their ego
They assimilate in dens of evil
Sanctified swine proliferates
Condescending it pontificates
Assuming you're not with a friend
That leads you to what never ends
That's when they know the gig is up
The Jesuits will call your bluff
Was proved upon the shores of yonder
Escaping from the iron fist of plenty
It may seem like I said too much
Though freedoms ring can never be snuffed
You'll see it in the eyes of few
And if you listen you'll gain the truth
Atrocities committed on mankind
Have happened since there has been time
And so you must repent and sing
The song of love God's kingdom brings
*I had to make another account because the email originally used isn't available and I got no response on recovering it so here's my poem about freedom hope you enjoy thank you for reading :) P.S. my grandfather 7 generations ago was the oldest combatant in the revolutionary war he was beaten, bludgeoned and bayoneted several and shot in the face with a musket then left for dead he then at 78 years old killed 3 British soldiers with his bare hands and lived to the ripe age of 96*
Copyright © Ryan Whittemore | Year Posted 2023
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