The Freedom Wall
R Ray Hansell
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The Freedom Wall rises high
Occupied by men with guns
They are always present
Under the moon and sun
Sixty feet top to bottom
A structure all can see
It's called the Freedom Wall
But are it's people really free?
It's called the Freedom Wall
But really is that true?
We just cannot come and go
The way free people always do
We are watched day and night
No matter where we go
Police are seen everywhere
With their guns always in tow
We cannot leave this city
To visit the other side
The marksmen on the wall
Are the reason so many have died
I pray that one day soon
That wall will crumble down
When that day happens
That's when freedom will be found
4-5-20/RjH
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