jihad thabet


I've got the power in me, and demand what's been forbidden
Never thought this would be seen, Hands rise up not to be given
Now I'm leaving my fears behind, pleased to set your bullets inside
To give the freedom to my child, and add to our history a pride

A lie you just want to believe, till the judgment day you're in lead
You don't want to look back and see, here are the legends' stories to read
Now you ask me what freedom means, it's something worthy indeed
Tyrants like you won't admit it, but the sun of freedom will rise

Topic(s) of this poem: revolution

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 14, 2015

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