The flames of life

Born in fire
free like justice
Lifted from grace
only to fall to your face
This land our own
But not ours to call
Stolen from the bodies
in the streets left to fall
Hard lived lives
glory would fall,
laying on names our fathers told to our daughters off
Such tragedies will
Children raised broken even from the beginning
So sad to me
Lights shine after
the passing of the ending
Never forget that troubles bring incentive
When lives mean more than cents descending
Hard lived livesi
bringing peace to living
What is peace but a price worth giving, why
Praise to those who died fighting for victory
This nation born in fire
now we lie about living
This is a sign of those hard lived victories
Never forget what it is that we see
can't stand the injustice still living free
What is the price to pay
To ponder the truth of being
Just being
It's to much time wasted
not handling what truly needs
To much greed
Yes indeed it's injustice
Birthed from fear
Now see Life's not about money
so why pay a price to sing
Stories of lives not being distributed in the name of lady liberty
Fact,
it's truth that we now fight to gain an awakening
knowledge, over dignity fights we need
just like the illuminati
the power of money flinging
and what it is bringing
This is not the dawning
of a new beginning
But the recycling of what has been set free
Take what you can and make a certain lessoning
Nows the time to break the ringing
Cycling and cycling through human nature great existing
This is the birth of another great awakening
America born free
Die hard
And just be