reach up, take Freedom's hand
walk across this great land.
talked with Freedom as we walked
listened intently as She talked.
told me things I didn't know,
where She's been, and where She'd go.
held the hands of 7,000 Marines on Iwo
lay down their lives 58 years ago.
flew, not alone, in cockpits of 29's
aviators a long way from home,
flew 1500 miles back with them
the heaving seas and beckoning foam.
as I walked, She held my hand.
grip was warm and strong,
Freedom is still alive in this land,
She yet fights against the wrong.
date is nine one one of 2002.
Freedom walk with you?
still grips my hand,
leads me through this land!
is a precious friend,
will be to the end.
always "play the man"
long as Freedom holds my hand.
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