freedom

freedom

A 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
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arthur kabelo
arthur kabelo

johannesburg, soweto, South Africa



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Arthur 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..

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