Poetry

Freedom in a Sparrow's Song

written by: OurSacredHonor

If you want to take my freedom
You have to take my tongue
And with it my eyes, my ears, my feet
My hands and of course my gun
But that which you are unable
To take away from me
Has already been transferred
To the world freely
Either inked on a page
Or stored in bits and bytes
Even if I am captured
My words live free tonight
My thoughts on pages like children
Will live long lives and grow
Old until they're withered
Crippled, crumpled and slow
But by then they'll have touched others
And already my lesson brought
To many, to millions, to adults, to children
These precious words were taught:

When our means of expression is taken
Whom do we turn to?
When our technology fails us
Then what do we do?
Our words a thousand strong
Will enunciate off our tongues
And echo on for decades
Just like church bells rung
Early on a Saturday
Like the song the sparrow sung
To me, to you, to our nation through
Revolution has begun

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