okafor ogochukwu


Freedom - Poem by okafor ogochukwu

O Freedom, where thou at
Your children, on thou part
Seeking your sweet act
Carried on your soothing cart
We knock, o thou on your door
Come and make us free once more
We roll on sack clothes, weeping
Just for your minute blessing
Freedom! You are sweet and we know that
Freedom! On our lips and we speak-out
Freedom to go wherever
Freedom to empower a leader
Freedom! Could be soured in excess
A controversial ceaseless menace

But

Freedom, is good that I know
Freedom, judged with my soul

I wear my freedom
My vision becomes clearer
I wear my freedom
My voice is heard louder
I wear my freedom
I say you are a bad leader
I wear my freedom
I know my country is on a wrong ladder

Freedom! Come tell us the truth
Freedom! Come exert your prove
Freedom! My actions, are they good?
Because Freedom is good

We are free, Freedom is that so?
We claim to be; only Freedom knows
What does it mean to know freedom?
An obligation for the next generation


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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 3, 2011



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