Let Freedom Reign

"Oh, you can't!", they say.

Yet, I do.

"Oh, they won't!", they say.

This may be true.

Yet, I have my own God.

I don't need yours.

My God busts through glass ceilings,

and laughs at doors.

My Country was built for freedom.

The Freedom is mine.

I claim it.

I own it.

Life by my own design.

I wave off the notion of being less than great.

I'm an American, so greatness is innate.

I claim it. I own it. And, you must, too.

Let's prove by our deeds that freedom reigns true.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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