No Freedom No Heart

Though they walk through the valley of freedom,

they know no freedom.

 Bound are their hands and feet,

shattered by the loss of their land.

Stories gone missing,

 taken, never to return.

Languages disappearing,

 replaced with different sounds.

Think of the next generation,

 let them not be lost in the dark.

We must remember without them,

this country has no heart.

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