Freedom For All Poem by Randy McClave

By God, it was granted
Into man it was planted,
But, for many it was denied
For it many more have fought and died,
In our lungs like air it is breathed
It can cause a weapon to become unsheathed,
It gives us the power to exercise choice
Never is it derived by just one voice,
It is to enjoy and frequent at ones will
To stop it people will fight and kill,
It is to make decisions without constraint
Where the weak of soul might faint,
It is a right and not a gift or a present
Like the rose its fragrance is sweet and pleasant,
It is never wrapped up in ribbon and bows
And it’s not restricted for them or those,
It can never be stolen or ever taken
And it should never be lost or forsaken.

Randy L. McClave