Those who insisted that freedom ain’t free
are hanging a flag from a prison-yard tree.
A price that lines war mongers’ pockets, while we
are the ones who send children to die for this fee.
The treasonous businessmen get off scot-free,
all the while profiting from a false enemy.
Destructive machines, aimed at people like me,
peace-loving and harmless, please, please let us be.
Instead, we send friends over land, over sea,
to kill off more friends of the others like me.
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When that kind of “freedom” makes others enslaved,
it’s shameful you can’t see how bad you’ve behaved.
Real freedom’s the freedom to think differently,
instead you’ve been tricked into bending a knee.
That medal’s not worth all the weight of the tears
that have fallen from others, all caught up in fears.
The fear-mongers claim that their flag holds “the truth,”
while failing to show any credible proof.
The way forward’s a way that has yet to be tried,
an awareness that puts all the madness aside.
True freedom’s the freedom to rest without fright,
no guns, no more bombs going off in the night.
Stop following leaders whose conscience reveals
that their goals have so little to do with your fears.
They aim to rule everyone—you are not free
‘til you unhook yourself from unjust travesty.
