"A Slap in the Face" by Samantha Tolleson
A man died for thee
Blood drops spill upon the land
Because freedom isn't free.
A brother to me
Willing to give a hand
A man died for thee.
A father, who liked to sit under an oak tree
An hourglass running out of sand
Because freedom isn't free.
The knock on the door came at a quarter after three
The apologies come down from command
A man died for thee.
Off in lands across the seas
They sent down the demand
Because freedom isn't free.
People cannot see
We lost one from our brothers' band.
A man died for thee
Because freedom isn't free.
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