Thirst For Freedom Poem by Courage Ghandih

As the light glows dim
The globe spins off its natural orbit and the minds of men whim

As the darkness deepens
Reason is subdued by residing sins calling from within
The soul of man is shackled by sinful thinking
Lo the heart of man drowning in evil like a flooded ship sinking in the restless seas of sinful temptations
Will primitive clay today rise above the recurrent tides?
Will the son of man survive the times?
Will he be rescued n receive healing in his dying mind?

Shall he overcome?
shall he breakthrough the dark clouds like the rising sun?
will he taste freedom beyond these mental bars?
Someday shall man ascend above the ruins of his fallen estate?
Part ways with his aphoric nature n glitter like stars?

Is there a light at the end of this foggy tunnel called existence?
in one sentence what is the way out this circuitous maze?

We've come a long way
Endured painful n perilous days collectively as a race
regardless efforts desperate we slack in our pace
Undoubtedly our journey has been long
but we barely have made it out this primeval page called today

Does freedom fly where mortals dwell?
Or perhaps freedom is shackled within the lightless dungeons of hell
All thirst for freedom but the path that winds to freedoms' sanctum,
whom amongst masses can tell?
Man will find freedom perhaps in this democratic cell.