Freedom -
Poem by Ian Stuart
FREEDOM, WHAT FREEDOM?
By Ian Stuart
You may wake up one morning
And your life's been taken away
And you think back on memories
And dreams of yesterday
And you may think life is okay
And you just keep struggling on
But your freedom's being stolen
So wake up before it's gone
And they're taking our Freedom away
They're stealing our Freedom away
They're taking our Freedom away
So listen closely to what I say
The words that you are saying
Could be taken as a crime
They're even find faults now
In the words of nursery rhymes
One group can't sell their records
Because the law is on their backs
Well we'll all be mindless prisoners
If we don't start fighting back
And they're taking our Freedom away
They're stealing our Freedom away
They're taking our Freedom away
So listen closely to what I say
The TV and the papers
Keep on saying "It's alright"
But they're controlled by the reapers
Of the dawn of endless nights
You may think I'm exaggerating
And you look down to the floor
But you'll realise and raise your eyes
As they're kicking down your door
