Freedom 1 Poem by Chukwuemeka Ezeamalu

Freedom 1



Low in the dales through the mountains crest,
Deep down the ocean floor thru its breadth,
From the desert dunes through the bush's caves;
So, I see the freedom of man thrives

But oft does freedom flew on false wings
And feels the bitter force of whirlwinds  
But when freedom truly dwells in men
All songs and praises ends in amen!

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