The 5th of July
5th of July
Rise to the Free
Rise to the nuances within me
Take your worries, take your needs
Don’t indulge me
Freedom is a gift
It fades in time
I am becoming cool
War is an original thought
Peril that we cannot comprehend
Wishes in war, underground railroads
Indulges, insults us, yet we are not free
Presidents come, some better than most
All try to take us back to the roots
Knots fill the air
Modern world reckons our every move
Family molds our being
5th of July can you save us
What about me
poem by Andrew Horsey
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