Freedom

Freedom is the birds that fly,
And the fish who love to swim.
Freedom is the light in the darkness
I could only guess on a whim.

Freedom is who calls,
When all else fails to save you.
Freedom breaks down the walls,
And you shared it with who?

Freedom is the shreiks of an angle's cry
As is sounds into the dark
Freedom is the wail of the devil lie
Killing the light of the meadow lark

Freedom is why I live
for all those who don't know it.
Freedom is why I die
For all those who have lost it.