Freedom
By angijac
Sun, 12 Sep 2004
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What we Call Freedom
It is the spoils of war, and the remnant of shattered
lands;
Homeless and widowed, poor and childless.
It is selfish and stubborn; the strange lovechild
of littered battlefields.
It is what we fight and die for without ever
really knowing why.
It is ironic, satirical, and violent-
priceless, with a price.
It is what we call freedom.
a.j.
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