Freedom Poem by obed Souza
Freedom
Somewhere deep in my heart
Someone whispered that I am free…
So, how can I be a slave?
liberty has its place down and deep in me.
There´s no place I could hide from freedom
As its bells keep sounding like a rolling sea.
Dark are my nights and dreams
And dark is my path and skin
Dark is the beauty that lies within me
If only you could see…
The breath of life spread hope
Over my black story
And captivity could not stand in the way
Of my destiny of courage and strength
Designed from eternity to me.
You thought I would die
You took for sure I could not survive
Thinking I was a slave
You mistook my very self
And forgot I would trail a way led only by the brave.
Nothing can stand in ur way cast, colour creed or nationality. no bonded slavery or any sort. free world with frddom of thought........ good imagination and of corse reality too
your words speaks a lot sir/// I m from Sri Lanka..terrorism that plagued my motherland is finally over....i hope things will get better..you v expressed your theme very well indeed..thanks for sharing
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 11:21:04 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Freedom is a path everyone wants to tread on. It is a sky of unfolded happiness. An elegant way of writing...10.