Freedom
Isn't free
Freedom has a price
Not even all the money
In the world might suffice
What's freedom's price?
It's costs a life
And maybe more
Than just yours
Try thousands
Millions
So you can sleep tonight
Why do so many
Put their lives on the line
For the price of freedom
When we are never truly
Free?
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I am fifteen. I have severe ADHD. Don't let my poems confuse you. Artist, closet poet, student filmmaker. I have a blog, it's not that good. You can look at it anyway. http://avolavit.tumblr.com
So many people are naive Seeing the world full of rainbows Ignoring the battle cries and death. Those of us who've truly lived, Felt loss, and despair, and pain, See the world as it truly is.
Tit for tat leaves tat for tits A people conquered but a land in bits He said she said means who said what. Will our children's children thank us for the wars that we fought.
An eye for an eye A war for a war I can't see the way out anymore All this fighting for what. A piece of rock.
What is happening To the world. With the wars And people killed What is happening On Earth today. Taking lives And nobody to pay What is happening To our life.
More pictures on my TV Women and children dying in the street Skies above them burning, people bleeding in the heat Graffiti slogans on city walls Banners over markets Governments vying for a...
Christmas time. Missiles and land mines. Children losing. Their limbs and going blind. Shots will be fired. Families will grieve. The war shall not pause. For festivities. Christmas time.
(Got stuck on p). A is for atrocities and artificial reasoning. B is for the burials of bullet ridden bodies. C is for the casualties caused so callously.
The crescent moon was bleeding and blending, the wind blowing in from the west. Soldiers were shooting and seeding, igniting the growing unrest.
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