|"Freedom of Thought -- Ben Franklin"|
Freedom is without a definitive word
For only you can make it or break it
When you speak before the worldly jury
Taking a stand against the reckless
The ones who mock and shackle
The ones who torture and kill
The words that come from your mouth.
With a quill in hand you write
For that is freedom;
With a mouth you will speak
For that is freedom,
With a statue you will stand
For that freedom in your hand.
The oppressed are without a hero,
But you can take them from zero,
From the negligence and slander;
Away from those who scoff and squander
Among their rules and regulations
And their political schemes of grandeur.
For without freedom there is no resolution.
No mouth that may speak,
No legs that you can stand upon,
Nor questions that you can take.
For in the eyes of the hero
Lies a silver ink on the paper,
A lining of words that transfer
The power to all who wonder
If they can take it.
For surely they can!
They can grasp it with every breath
Cause in the end it is all a matter
Of whether you want it
Or whether you don't care
Because nobody can take it away;
Not the big man up top,
Not the little man below.
Because freedom is how you make it
Or so it has been told.
Question: "When your rights are taken away, how do you feel?"