Sunday, 11 August 2013

Dangerous Freedom

Freedom is hard earned bread
It can’t be had
Without suffering and pain

For a free man
Pain is the gentleman’s hat
And the beautiful earrings
For a free woman

Freedom is the way of life
But very unusual one

So why would they like it!

They made the walls thicker on me
They shrank my prison cell
They cut my infrequent meals
They threaten me with torture
They clipped my nails out of my fingers
They force sleepless nights on me

But all this could only make me stronger

Because harder they try
Harder I felt
How dangerously free I’m

For all of them!

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