![]() A Prize That We Must Strive ForA Poem by Oscar Auliq-IceFreedom, sweet freedom, a precious gift Born of struggle, yet so swift The yearning of the human soul To live and love, to be whole It calls to us, this voice within A call to break the chains of sin To rise above, to be free To live life in its entirety Freedom, oh freedom, what joy you bring With the wind in our hair, we can sing The songs of the free, the brave, the strong We dance to the rhythm of life's song We cherish the moments that we're free For freedom is not a guarantee It's a right that must be fought for A prize that we must strive for So let us stand, hand in hand United, free, and truly grand With hearts that beat as one Let us claim our freedom, till it's won.
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