Closed Windows Poem by Jackson Nyoho

Within the atmosphere of freedom,
everything is possible.
From every opportunity,
One must be free.

All hands to Head, as tall as it may,
'We must be free, We must be free'.
the people exclaimed.
against all odds, lets be free.

Free from the flying hatred of the World,
Free from Dissapointment bites,
Free to take our hands off our heads,
Free from the strong chains, chaining our destiny.

Even as they are shouting,
Just as if they haven't started.
The door is locked behind them,
the windows are closed,
By which we will remain in freedom