Free Is Not Free Poem by Naih Garang

The lullaby they sing
To sooth us to sleep
Everyday has a real string
Attached to it, feel this seep
For free is not really free.

We've land in its entirety,
But still we buy food aids
With our lifelong resources
And we think we've not paid,
Forget not, free things aren't really free.

The free food we get
From them has a link,
A chain that pull us, not nuggets,
Now you know why we sink
Daily ‘cause free is not free.

All we got till today
From others as well wishers
Are not free as it is day to day,
It is a path to hell by wish of witches
Who've come to pull us astray and stay.

We ought to make
What suits us, not us to beg
What put us down with no stake,
Until then I wish we take a break
And produce to eat from own sweat.

We must sing and think twice,
Sing with one voice and no vice,
Critically and purely without spice,
‘cause they'll be helpers but always spies
So know free is not always free.


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