Freedom Call Poem by asma writer

It's something we all know.

But no one moves to change it.

It's a situation we know well its hard,

They are alone no weapons no guard.

With smoky sky, raining bombs

And most of all, broken hearts

All this and we still like snails,

While they are going to jails.

Where are you people?

Your hearts become like hard metal

Black as ash,

No white flash.

I willsend this Freedom call.

But please dont throw it to the wall.

So listen up,

Im not gonna shut up,

i will keep write,

until the truth,

light up their sky again …