freedomA Poem by arthur kabelo
Freedom
Once a comedian asked "Are you free or are dumb" They once treated us like dung They made us live in the dump They Made us work at the swamps They hindered our seccess They lived free while they opressed freedom we seeked like we were obsessed free one day we all hoped free we all counted down But they killed most our of heroes And drowned our hopes They had driven us to a point Were we couldnt cope Freedom was on the top Of a mountain with a very steep slope And we mountain climbed to freedom We all had wisdom.... That kept us as a kingdom but we did nothing wrong but we paid a very huge price For being different For being black © 2014 arthur kabelo |
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Added on November 17, 2014 Last Updated on November 17, 2014 Authorarthur kabelojohannesburg, soweto, South AfricaAboutArthur Selela, from South Africa. I like poetry it's one of many ways to express my thoughts about what I see, hear, read, imagine and more other stuff. more..Writing
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