What is freedom? It is not felt nor smelt, But seen with 50 stars and 13 belts. And heard upon the "Star Spangled Banner," No other country can be as free, As within the brethren of you and me. Freedom is not old but new, And only comes in red, white, and blue. In all the world none can deny, Our freedom to let Old Glory Fly. Freedom is not high nor low, But within us the truth bestow. Now is the time to come together, And let the love, passion, and truth glow
Reason for writing:
9/11/01 Need I say more
Birth sign: Aquarius
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