Born To Be Poem by allan macli borges

We’re born free, ready to learn all about everything;
When we opened the eyes at that fatal day,
We couldn’t imagine what was longing for us.
Inside was so soft, calm and comfortable;
But here the weather is cold; the sky has turn gray,
To carry all alone we need some gas.

Have us forgotten the taste of liberty?
Has the wind stop up? Isn’t the moon shining above?
Maybe the world loses the color o’ him;
Or all the butterflies have just perished.

Early the cold chains touch our child skin;
Then we close the eyes to what is so hard to see,
Cages and walls bind us without any mean.
Drops of knowledge fall on our tongues time in time;
Iron balls are no easy to leave behind,
Worse when it’s weighting inside our mind.

In the name of the lord we renegade our spirit,
In the name of the unity we slay our own will;
At the time of the Christmas we hold our enemies,
And proof that life isn’t what everyday we see.
Why would we want to change the view?

We forgotten the sense of freedom,
Ignore the way of the wind, looking at the floor every day;
A black and white life just passing through the time,
Where we learned doesn’t care about the life around?

Children goes to the church to learn how to despite their brothers,
The school try by force teach them to keep the head below;
And their parents at their time show them how much dirty are natural things of life.
What should we wait of such domestication?

There’s hope, I know. A trail of tears will bring it to us.
It’s hard, I felt. A sharp pain we have to overcome.
The choice is yours. There’s something more to share out.
Threw out the cook. The goodness dwells deep into your heart! ! !