Happy souls under the sky
had wings to fly.
Came a gang with thunderbolt,
started arrest and assault.
Souls were caged with tax and statute.
Power changed from stray to absolute.
Oppressed souls wanted relief,
a spark came to boost self- belief.
Spirited people start freedom fight.
Birds in cage need spirited hands for flight.
Wonderful poem, a life with-out freedom is no life at all.
Freedom so necessary for the human spirit. Good poem, Sumit
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful lines...love such poems portraying freedom....thanks for sharing