The Sound of Freedom

It must pass this day, this day it must we have fought as a nation; in God we Trust This day long awaited through trial and scorn it must pass this day, a new country be born A people has suffered o'er hundreds of years through blood and through pain, through sweat and through tears Together they plead, Lord mercy, please mercy but their cries fall only on rising controversy Skin beaten raw, separated and torn how can our people watch as they mourn Their people forgotten in this world so lost it's time for a change, matters not what the cost An ignorant society only pleasure in mind is now called upon to leave all behind We were meant for a much greater purpose than this we must come together, we must climb out the abyss Finally now we stand chance 'gainst this vice we cannot back down, that will not suffice The people have gathered, this night of all nights to speak up or back down; to save human rights Anxious I sit, for I cannot cast a vote for the freedom from their horrible past I wait but no sign, dear God hear my prayer let them pass this amendment, if not I shan't bear the work of my office my failure e'vr at hand the anguish of my people in this blessed land I hear echoes of footsteps; closer they come my eyes see white; the sound a distant hum "Mr. President sir," slowly I stand "They have passed the amendment, they are free from this land." A teardrop forms and slides down my face "Thank you God for this chance, thank you God for this grace!" And then comes a sound at first soft, then loud I rush to the window and greet the vast crowd Tolling the bells ring out o'er the land clashing and clanging; the people all stand They shout with triumph, proclaim their victory this is the sound of freedom, the sound of liberty