Freedom

Because you walked here first and
Left us land - because you shed
Your blood and stood up to the Man
We thank you - I thank you for this.

Freedom is not free - you took the fall
For me and went to the tree hanging
All your dignity, left whipping in the wind
Blowing all around - it hit some square
In the face - how can we continue to frown?

July you remind us of what we have:
Heat from the blood, sweat and tears
That were let - forever seeped into the
Ground where we walk and talk and
Forget so easily that what we have is
Nothing of our own making but something
Given as a sacrifice, selflessly, everyday.

Freedom. It's not free, but it has been freely given
To each and everyone on this soil who take it
Often without a second glance or a simple
Thank you... thank you. I hope we never
Lose you... and don't take you for granted
Because you were not always ours for the having.