Freedom

Does freedom have a smell Can it’s odour be detected Or is it clean and odour free Something that you only feel A thing that’s indivisible The heart and soul of a people Who are bold and proud and free

O Captain, My Captain

O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done; The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won; The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:       But O heart! heart! heart!             O the bleeding drops of red,…Read more »