“Winds of Freedom”

Blowing through soft winds I breathe
Desire for freedom in the air,
Passionate whispers of the needs
For acceptance, for hope and care.

How to this dream can we succumb,
Within a world too full of hate,
Where greed and power overcome
And fears and prejudice berate?

But tight to my faith I do hold.
Whispers will grow to voices bold.
The winds will grow to one strong gale.
Freedom and peace can now prevail.

Karen Lynne Nivens

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