Freedom is the battle cryA Poem by ronFreedom is the battle cry
I stand at the precipice of battle, my helmet firmly settled. I look down and see what the enemy holds for me.
A thousand enemies, a thousand unspoken regrets. But today I am what the enemy will not forget.
Today I fight with my brothers and sister at my side. Today is a good day to die.
What will you do when freedom starts to falter? I will take up my spear and lead those that care.
Freedom is not something to be won; it is not something to be scorned. Freedom is our right given to us by a guiding light.
Freedom is the battle cry against the ones that try to cage us. © 2013 ronFeatured Review
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