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A Poem in Honor of Independence Day in the USA

by Joanna Fuchs

Freedom in America

Freedom in America
Isn’t really free;
We often pay a price
To keep our liberty.

Remember those we loved,
Who fought for us, and died;
And those we never knew
For whom others mourned and cried.

At home our “war” for freedom
Is sadly overdue;
We’ve let corruption stage
A sad and grievous coup.

No longer can we brush off
Dishonesty and greed,
Lust for wealth and power;
We can’t, we won’t concede.

Complacency is weakness
Patriots can’t afford;
We have to act on wrongs
That cannot be ignored.

We must give up some time,
Spent on other pleasures,
To restore America’s freedom,
To keep America’s treasures.

Money spent on trifles
Must now go to our cause:
Get rid of the offenders,
Constitutional outlaws.

Freedom in America
Isn’t really free
It’s up to American patriots;
It’s up to you and me.

By Joanna Fuchs

 

Gleaned from www.poemsource.com/patriotic-poems.html

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