Freedom Poem by Edmond Rand

I am a black dragonflies,
Or kite, fly upon the hand of its offsprings:
COUNTRY OF MY FOREIGNERS
I am,
Which is the twin of forsaken stars,
I am,
My cut wing: appear in the images of your eyes,
You look at your mirror,
And see nothing except''FLESH OF ONION
You, I called, neighbor of my land of inheritance


And sometimes I ask myself
Does he born to forget that: 'I AM A DIAMOND HAVE
BEEN PAINTED?
And so what if all skin will be painted as mine? .
Perhaps, no transparent face or unknown name creatures anymore,
O! God, I appreciate all thy creation,
Forgive my all enemy,
Heal their ears to hear this song
Of all innocent prisoner,
Sing for their country:


O! upon this garden of white flowers
One black wise honey,
Look up to the stars,
And see nothing expect vegetation,
And when he look down under his sole,
See nothing unless 'fountain of water'
Up till now, his poem
Titles as: FREEDOM

Edmond rand
29 December 2016