Freedom

Freedom is anything but free,

But through it, we can be

What we wish, who we choose;

And through it, our rights we won’t lose.

Women have fought, men have died,

All to keep a nation’s pride

In its freedom, so sweet and rare,

Where everyone can be treated fair.

Yet, not all would fight for this,

Bent on destroying this nation’s bliss

People as such are not hard to find,

Some still don’t seem to mind.

Worshipping Jesus, talking to God

Now to many does seem odd

A nation founded on this Trinity

Denies the One God’s divinity.

Although for this, wars have been fought,

People will turn without a thought.

Freedom isn’t just religion, though

There are many freedoms, slavery’s foe.

Freedom to speak, freedom to write

In many countries is cause to fight.

Yet look at our nation, big and strong,

Where so many people find it wrong;

Greedy for this intangible thing,

And to it they so desperately cling

But when we try to spread it ‘round,

They would have the attempt drowned.

The media will pump loads of lies

Fiction, falsehood, around it flies

Never will you find it tell

Of the evil our troops dispel.

And, to me, I find it strange,

That our view of the war it will change;

An exhibition of our very rights

Will kill the motivation that wins fights.

What is freedom in this nation now

But an opportunity to bow

To our nature so full of sin;

Christ will find those hard to win.

But what would happen, if all followed Him,

But righteousness and goodness to the brim?

Tell me why now it is so

That most everyone is our foe?

What have we done so wrong

That we are attacked, word and song?

Freedom lets us carry on,

But how long before that is withdrawn?

Attained by hardship, wound and life,

Can be lost without the people’s strife.

So in this time, in this day,

How much longer can the inevitable delay?

If we don’t fight, if we don’t stand,

That freedom which is so grand

Can be stripped away, dissolved with time,

Or robbed away, like in a crime

Against not our possessions or our things

But that which gives us wings.

And if this happens, what will we be;

After all, freedom isn’t free.