Neglected Freedom - Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA
The word of freedom-
Was how much appealing once!
To get this word as own-
How many young men left houses- sacrificed lives.
When the word became own
It became slave for ever like house wife
Do not hang on unripe branch- it will be broken down!
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