Freedom
The time has come to let you go.
To set you free.
To let you roam the land.
Fly the sky. Sail the sea.
Your freedom had been taken, now go,
Do as you plea.
No more walls, locks, cuffs, guards or keys.
My brother, the time has come to set you free.
Run, walk or crawl. Fly if you want.
Feel the wind blow wild against your pale white face,
And smile.
Escape the pain, the hurt, the misery.
My brother, this earth can feel so lonely.
Be safe as you watch over me and the rest of our family.
Brother, you are finally free.
Emer Ni Chorra
Mon 7th May 2018 17:49
Thank you so much Ankita. Glad you liked it. ?