FREEDOM, LAND, AND LIFE
What does it all mean, has the value changed from the beginning,
Did we really start out free, pick a spot to call our own, a home.
How free are we, only as much as they say we can be,
Freedom appears lost, you own a piece of land, taken with a powerful hand,
You work and sweat, blisters on your hands, how long will you stand.
Life is precious, thrown away, discarded through a world of wars,
They will take your life if it’s worth the price, whom tells the lies?
Freedom, land, and life, taken away with a flash of light.