The Golden Keys of Freedom

The golden keys of freedom won’t open any door.
Oh no my friend just read on, they open so much more.

They open a place within the heart,
A place within the soul,
Where hope and love live side by side,
The things that makes us whole.

They open eyes that will not see
the injustice so nearby.
They open the hearts that are cold,
hearts that never cry.
They open arms that tightly wrap,
that never do unfold.
They open minds that cannot think,
minds forever cold.

So with Golden keys of freedom held tightly in my hand
I’ve joined the Freedom army, marching throughout the land.