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Author: R. S. Azalea
Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 01-15-06 - Updated: 01-15-06 - id:2090911
Birds of Freedom

If all I could say, Mr. Talk.

The range of war, so into the distant it may seem.

War and warlords carry out symbols of freedom and slavery.

Grabbing all they want, taking away our children’s lives!

People, we ought to be united, we need to fight for our rights

We NEED change!

Tell me not sirs and madams.

All that we do now will effect tomorrow.

Why would we let them, the Lords, take over?

Are we just slaves to them? Do we only live to die?

I think not, if everyone where to do something, suicide would not be the cause to end life or to give up to society or to the warlords.

Fight! If you are trapped. Eventually the caged bird will be smart and brave enough to set his door open and free himself. Freedom, we have forgotten what that means.

If our names are all we have, then let us fight for our names. We have lost all of our honor, pride and dignity, good sirs and madams.

We lost our sols to them, let us confront our enemy and take back what rightfully belongs to us, before they take our names too.

I say to stand up and fight, the warlords will be defeated if we take their swords and shields.

Their armies are those that are enslaved. There are only few that are freed and yet beaten to death; but at least they are freed. Everyone can be released from the armies of selfish warlords, but for that, we need to fight and set ourselves free! If you don’t fight no one will fight for you and your children to come.

Open your eyes and set your self-ready because the world is not all sugars and pink, it is bitter and dark, its not warm but cold. Prepare yourselves ladies and gentleman, because free souls will roam the earth spreading the wings of freedom. Crashing warlords to the ground until they can’t ever stand up. We will set free the innocent ones; the weak ones the ones too brainwashed to function their wings to fly up to the sky and into freedom. But we cannot do this alone, an ant alone will not accomplish a winters meal, but every that works will be repaid. It will be hard, we will loose battles but not the war. If I have to die, let me die free, let me die with my freedom, my pride, my honor, my dignity, my soul and defiantly with my name. Fight alone with us and your children will remember you courage and honor you because you gave them wings, you transformed them into birds of freedom.



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