To Be Free

Even today we see this

The storm is lifting
    Millions can plainly see
    Our thunder is Virtue
    Fighting for a future
    That most said could not be

    Gently Shifting
    The sands beneath our feet
    With hand on flesh
    Faith on word
    A tyrant’s forces  
    Did we meet
    
    The world saw what depths
    That you would descend
    Know this, that freedom
    Is our Wind

    The children’s laughter
    Lifting our dreams deep into the
    Evening night
    We raised not a weapon
    And we still forced you from our Sight

    You may leave with gold and silver
    To the pyramid’s tip all in a pile
    Our riches are greater
    We will enjoy our land and Home
    While you spend your days in Exile

    The storm is lifting
    Millions can plainly see
    We have our future
    Our Home is Egypt
    Now we can taste what it is…..to be free

Reviews

[Kimberly "Melody" Carne..]

A most wonderful write. Thank you for sharing this and I look forward to reading many many more!

[Rainbow Skank]

Beautiful~

[Little Abbey]

Beautiful! Good job!

[LadyNaida]

This is awesome!

[Magdelena]

Awww, now this was fantastic.. I so loved the idea of this, your ending was sheer perfection.. Yes let the freedom forever flow across like a breeze.

I so enjoyed.


Hugs
Mags xx

[A. Fischer]

Let Freedom blow like the wind!

[Calypso]

Wonderful adjectives!

[SilentDreamer]

Nicely written. Love the ending.

[Coyote Poetry]

Freedom is very costly. I like the emotion of this poem. The description is strong and the story is real. I watch the people of Egypt. I hope for a easy and quick solution. I went to Egypt three times when I did training with the United Nation. Wise and strong people of Egypt will land on their feet. A excellent poem.
Coyote