Treasure Island

norman hale

(2/18/1963 / ohio)

Freedom Isn't Free


Freedom isn't free
There are many that have paid
Some where lucky enough
To have a stone where they laid

Freedom isn't free
There are many that have died
Just to leave back loved ones
That have too often cried

Freedom isn't free
Some will always pay the cost
Though we may not know them
They are some ones great loss

Freedom isn't free
Just look around you today
There are wars among wars
That might last until Judgment day

Freedom isn't free
some one will always pay the cost
Just remember the day Jesus died
As they hung Him on that cross

written 2/19/14 by Norman Hale Jr.

Submitted: Wednesday, February 19, 2014

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