Freedom Cry

Submitted by Mairead on Mon, 07/05/2010 - 13:54

more than bloodied scars
more than the wounds and mars

better than a joyful song
better than the happy throng

is the freedom cry

louder than the plea for help
louder then the cry itself

passion fiercer than the shots
passion greater than the thoughts

is the freedom cry

something that my heart inflates
something that my soul translates

something that my mind holds dear
something more important than the years

this the freedom cry

buried deep within my soul
long forgotten
even though they're told
now I taste the stories
they're re-awoke
and my song comes forth
I know not of its first birth
but from dry lips so young
springs the joyous song

the freedom cry unites

as the flag is raised
it begins to wave
liberty and peace rein
forever it's proclaimed

GOD BLESS the American brave

Author's age when written
17
Genre

Comments

Beautiful!!!!!! Great poem for Independence day!!!!!!

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The Holy Spirit is the quiet guest of our soul." -St. Augustine

Thank you, Elizabeth. :) I wrote it on the 4th. It got me excited.....I feel like I could write so much more though. haha

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"Sweet is the love that never knew a wound, but deeper that which died and rose again." - Mother Mary Francis

This is wonderful....The first part reminded me of the movie Braveheart.  Well done!! :)

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"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

Thanks!! :)

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"Sweet is the love that never knew a wound, but deeper that which died and rose again." - Mother Mary Francis