Since the dawning of time, it's always been fought for;
A simple idea the ruling refuse.
Through years of unrest, through years of war,
It's gained and lost - the battle renews.
The elements fought long before men,
But they fight as it is in their nature;
The waters fight the fires in a repeating cycle,
But still the land they nurture.
With life came morality,
With mankind came awareness;
Who's to say who deserves this right?
We should all be treated with fairness.
From this mountain edge, I see the town below;
Faraway sounds mingle, as the people go about their day.
The autumn breeze whistles,
And yet a peaceful calm resides.
See the world as I do;
A place with boundless potential.
Feel what I feel;
Here, freedom is essential.
We all share this beautiful home -
Should we not work together?
Don't bind yourself by unspoken rules,
Difference makes us clever.
Spread your mighty wings,
Let your mind roam.
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On The Wings of Freedom
PoetryFreedom is a powerful thing. It is calm. Content. Strong. And hard-won. It breathes potential -- and seeks expression. Freedom is to do, to be, and to take in all that there is; to see, to hear, and to feel. Be free. Spread your wings. [Old poem wit...
