Freedom is not for everyone....
Who are you to come here and kill
We didn’t drag you and your brother against your will
Your parents thought you would be safer over here
Because they didn’t want you living in fear
Does our freedom here scare you or is it too much
Because you couldn’t make friends and thought you were so tuff
When truly you’re just weak and evil
To cast such hate on so many innocent people
Now one is dead and spends his days burning in hell
While the other is receiving OUR medical help
Help he really doesn’t deserve
But yet we are a country that shows him concern
We show forgiveness in the eyes of hate
We have a policy that we don’t discriminate
We GIVE way more than we receive
And yet we are still the most hated country
So as we sit back and collect our thoughts
Remembering the three innocent victims that we lost
Along with the hundereds that were wounded for life
Things in Boston will not ever be right
Brought together by tragedy like so many times before
United we stand and our freedom still soars
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