They call us born free's,
Born in a peace and a democratic time,
A time without party cards and no primary school fees,
Where expressing whats on our minds is no longer acrime,
But what is it to be free when we speak and we are not heard?
What is it when we have the right to employment but we still remain un employed?
What is to be born free and still do as they please?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem bro.you are born free but always in chains...