Freedom.

by Seth Rowley   Mar 25, 2004


Freedom arouses by songs of hate.
For people who can't wait.
To punish people for what they did.
Or didn't do.
The world so trapped in anger and fear.
Recognizes the person who gives us cheer.
While our lives go by.
There's innocent people ready to die.
For a country who is using them.
As property when war hits these states.
When will we learn, not to mess with fire.
Because we will get burned.
Freedom isn't freedom anymore.
It's all Government now.
as soon as war hits.

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