FREEDOM

FREEDOM

In a land far away across the sea
There lived a king so bold;
He ruled his land with an iron hand,
And his blood ran dark and cold.

The king had a bird, so I've heard,
A falcon with talons sharp;
He loved that bird who without a word
Could rip away its covering tarp.

The falcon would soar, evermore
If it got the chance to get away!
For freedom was dear, that was quite clear,
But the king kept it in night and day!

T'would be a blessing if the king learned a lesson;
And watched as the falcon took flight;
Then took off himself, with all of the wealth
Wrapped up in his pocket real tight!

But, alas, it is true, the king never knew
How beautiful freedom could be;
As for the falcon, it always kept on
Trying for all of its years to be free!

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