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My Freedom Is Unique And Pretty

My freedom is greatly combined of pretty love And a pretty candle I give it to all those who Deserve it and pave the way for it. It's written only with love of the freedom of Everyone and everything in a land that lacks it. It's the true freedom that breaks the ugly chains Of the brutal tyranny and its brutal tyrants. It's running greatly and wonderfully in my blood And in my heart until everyone gets it. It's true and great in its pretty shape and it's Wonderful in its pretty content all the time.
 
MOHAMMAD SKATI

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I Am Slave

I am slave with no knowledge of the system. I am men with a vision and spirit. I am light, I am dark. I am slave that can't cross the road with dent be judge by the color of the skin. But want to be judge by contents of they character. I am black, I am green I am the true that stand and fight brewed the freedom fight I am the ghetto. I am African sold as slave to the states. I am the dream that start the revolution. I am worries that Inspiration the moment of victory I am slave forever stand for my nation I am the story tall that tall the story about the civil war. I am the blues song, who can make the music come alive. I am hart of African influences change. I am honesty strong young men that can't take the system anymore. I am next vision that can unite all nations. I am citizen journey to the end of the world. I am black and white that speak the true. I am slave that don't want to be savages from society I am slave to the system that is full with war and pain. I am next to see genocide of African get kill. I am slave that cry tear for freedom. I am slave that cry of change for the youth of today. I am Dr King stand and speeches about this dream about freedom and equal for all men I am slave that can accomplish want ever he put this mind in to it. I am freedom writer who writes about the violence and the in justice of police and gang violence. I am slave who try to uplifting there self from savages and hate. I am slave understands the way of the street. I am slave be profile in the system. I am slave
 
Zion king

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Our Freedom

Sitting at the hearth of America's freedom, knowing and feeling our freedom deep within our souls.
Our national fire warming the rest of the world, sharing embers of democracy with any country who wants to accept and hold freedom close.
Ideals of our forefathers remain true to us today - we always struggle to keep them before us, even in this new immoral population moving with us into this twenty-first century.
Even then we take everyone under our wings as the eagle soars over our nation, providing the freedom which keeps us all equal.
 
RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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Humanity

Humanity,
Where has it gone? Sinking into the abbess of a failing idea that once called itself freedom. Oh how I cry when I once laughed aloud singing the joys of family and freedom. It's coming to it's end and now we weep as life has become grey and pointless, the sheep are swallowed up and the wolfs keep running and singing their songs of death. Good bye America the Great and so Proud! You have eaten the last child now freedom is fading like the glory you once stood for.. keep looking at your memories O-children who believed, The dream of freedom is all we have left as the movie of life is almost over. The End!
 
forgotten soul

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