The Price
Whatever the freedom we ownSomebody has striven and tried for it;By war through the years it has grownBy 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 payBut always a price has been paid for it;The worth of achievement to-dayIs gauged by the struggle we’ve made for it.There need not be rancor or hateNor 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 holdYou 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 gainUnless you are willing to fight for it.–Berton Braley (Virtues in Verse)
Note: Berton Braley was born on January 29th, 136 years ago today in 1882.