Freedom Poem by Prabhakar Sarma Neog

A gust of cool breeze
The song of an unknown bird
The morning today.
Freedom sings in a far land.

What is a country - land or human?
Time will say.
Today we'll dream a tomorrow
Forgetting the nightmares.

Lets not forget the learnings from yesterday
Fenced humanity
The sighs from the killing fields
The poison in the air
Lets forget not.

However, a country is an existance
Yours, ours, people earth greens and fields
All ours
Fill the free air
Chants of our love.


[Dedicated to the people of South Sudan on their independence]