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Freedom is Key


Deep within the big white earth, Now drenched in blood of sinful birth How can one be free? Doomed into agony. Pushed shoved and denied The right for every mind Starving for a say Tired of letting the tears fall where they may Mistreated in the courts The laws we make live short Breaking away from these chains We will not remain Now, what shall await a victim of morality? Yet a criminal in reality. Maybe not of flesh and bone, but to one known, alone. King George will see A true equality through democracy Taking charge of our life We will fight Across the water we will go To a land we do not know And in this new land We will stand Away from King George ,Perplexity is near But the time to leave is here We may grow weary in the fight But we will not die in the night Deaths will grow with every scream Sacrifices must be made for every dream We will make the world understand By our Declaration of Independence From a life that was no supposed to be born A life looked with scorn Comes a life that is mine And rights for all time For by a constitution I stand To become American
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scoley
I created this poem because I felt this was the most important movement in the history of America. The poem mashes together three of my former poems. Then to get the title I took a word from each poem. I really enjoyed this poem and I hope that the reader has fun reading this because I had fun writing it. I wanted to shed some light on how pivillaged we are to be Americans.

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