Freedom...

It is Indescribable
It is a gift presented to some
But denied to most.
Some Build it up
Others try to absolutely destroy it!

It is the battle cry of the weak.
It is a want and a need for the meek.
It is a standard held by some
It is an idea that is yearned for by most.

By preserving it, it is withheld
Dictators destroy it but it will never die
The heart will preserve it
As long as people live it will survive!

It is freedom,
Presented by God, taken away by man.
It is misunderstood by men
It is abused by governments
It is manipulated by politicians
It is indestructible
It is Gods gift.

We make it our own it is all we search for.
a feeling we know when its there but its hard to describe
what can we do with it but make it our own
some cling to it others destroy it but we all need it.