Whatever of freedom we own Somebody has striven and tried for it; By war through the years it has grown By strength of the men who have died for it; Each stone in the structure of truth— Some one has made ready and right for it. Some one has spent heart's blood and youth, Some one has been willing to fight for it. Not always has blood been the pay But always a price has been paid for it; The worth of achievement to-day Is gauged by the struggle we've made for it. There need not be rancor or hate Nor bitterness, terror and blight for it, But nothing is worthy or great Unless you are willing to fight for it. You cannot buy progress with gold (You get but the emptiest shell of it); But to win it and earn it and hold You must go through the heat and the hell of it, You must suffer the sweat and the pain, You must toil all the day and the night for it, For nothing worth while you can gain Unless you are willing to fight for it. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LONGING FOR HEAVEN by ANNE BRADSTREET ALEXANDER CRUMMELL - DEAD by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE HILL WIFE: LONELINESS by ROBERT FROST EUROPE; THE 72ND AND 73RD YEARS OF THESE STATES by WALT WHITMAN THE VOICE IN THE GLOAMING by WILLIAM ALLAN THE FALCON by GRACE UPDEGRAFF BERGEN |