The Angel Of Freedom - Poem by Per. Nig.
Without lullaby and tale
Rested in peace
Free from sorrow and jail
The whole journey was a nightmare
A lot of despair blood and gore
Now I’m sure
She is glad and secure
In the sky all things are pure
God sings sweet lullaby to her
Where there're no humanoids
(A Memorial to the oppressed martyr, Neda A.S.)
http: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=HRo1qqNILeE
Comments about The Angel Of Freedom by Per. Nig.
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You