Thursday, 18 November 2010


He came to set his people free

To fight for he knew was right

He had to let them all see

To bring them into the light

Taught them how to protect their land

Made warriors out of humble men

To make battle and let them understand

To fight for freedom, again and again

Battled on in blood and in glory

Until the day he faced them all alone

And history will never forget his story

A man for until battle they did hone

They tried to break his spirit, his very soul

He defied the torture, the pain, the kingdom

Died with one word that continued to grow

A word that became immortal, a word called freedom

copyright Chris Smith 2009

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