In Search Of Freedom Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA

Who cannot walk cannot move
May considered that he is either a baby or a cripple
You all get up, make resistance
Proceed towards the front
Who does not response my call?
May considered that he is either a deaf or coward.
Who surfaces drift
What name shall I give them?
What punishment shall I give?
You all come out, gather at field
Open eye, look, be ready-
How many times have we to remain chained.
The plant at premises of house-
Crossing the wall about to touch the roof
But we-
Enough is done, No more
You all get up, make resistance.