America: Freedom of Expression

This world that we live within

ignites with a passion that we cannot rescind

where expression is done on a whim

pouring out from every limb

a single brush stroke, a single idea

it spreads like wildfire through the open seal

 

Where people from riches and others from dirt

come to life with words they wrote

songs they sing, canvases they paint

free forms of art that carry their pain

 

Emotions that are buried are uncovered through this

their thoughts and feelings all become amiss

Hands through hands link together with art

welcoming everyone to share their thoughts even when worlds apart

 

I'm thakful and blessed 

that we live with such freedoms

to shape this world from our own minds and from others ideas that feed them

nothing quite compares to a feeling like this

so I remember the ashes from which our forefathers fought  for this

to let us experience this infusion of thought

under which no one can take away as long as we believe in this American freedom that paved our way to this day and age of expressive thoughts.

 

 

 

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