We marched into a glorious day
Telling the world of our freedom
Speaking about all the “things” that we have
How God is kind to our children…
Raising them with love
And dreaming desire
While explaining the risk
Of playing with fire.
Planning a future
That is filled with all hope
Show them understanding
When they cannot cope.
Then off they march to their glorious day
Filled with the joy of tomorrow
The home then is quiet and ever so still
Freedom is now our true sorrow.
