Freedom Song When the music starts, soft and low With blaring trumpets and singing strings Freedom is a companion and friend in kind 
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By John J. Marciano
jjm2000_1@yahoo.com
A gentle melody sounds.
It gradually grows, not too slow,
A rhythmic drumbeat pounds.
That music lifts me higher
A cymbal crash with power brings
That song which I’ll never tire.
for the long voyage that takes its toll.
Freedom is the melody in my mind.
and the rhythm in my soul.