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'r 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