Some freedoms will be late in coming
Not this afternoon nor tonight
Not ever hurried through resolute effort
Nor through exaction, nor imposition
We all cherish our little freedoms
Unfettered, not hemmed down
By strangers from ourselves
Proudly we stand foursquare on this
Forces abound around us
Other people's strong assertions
You cannot do this nor that
Why not, we shout back lamely
Freedoms are urgent
They are burgeoning forces
Throbbing in the heart
Wanting out from confinement
Easy to say
I want my freedoms
Whoa! hold it, keep your cool
It comes on its own accord
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