Some think freedom is something,
Something you can give or take on a whin,
To some people freedom is just as essential as air,
Without it there is no life,
There is only darkness
Embracing peace,
Brews love,
For love is planted where peace is abundance,
Just like freedom,
It grows when one realizes oneself.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem