Birds Of Freedom. Poem by Driss Ezzireg

Rising from the depth of ignominy
Silence breathes eloquence in me
Simply read and deeply acknowledged
Hushed truths spread the unspoken word
Miseries can not be brothered to reason
Only when comes the long-awaited re-vision
That the heart swells and blossoms his season
Old words then burgeon and give birth to surgeons
Who would nightmares trim down into sweet dreams
And arrows of despair turn into birds of freedom.