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Freedom

Freedom
 
Our freedom and independence came at a cost,
To get it, hundreds and thousands of lives were lost.
 
Its glory, privileges and merits, we have forgotten,
We are dealing with a system, corrupt and rotten.
 
We are forgetting our heritage, values and culture,
The rich and powerful are preying on poor, like a voracious vulture.
 
Politicians are plundering our nation, like a blood sucking parasite,
The common people are sick and tired without much hope or respite.
 
Children are starving, poor are dying and weak are tortured,
Rich are exploiting, little girls and women are raptured.
 
People are discriminated and killed in the name of religion,
There are doubts and uncertainties in the minds of the legion.
 
There is excessive pollution, poverty and population,
Have we transformed into a modern, developed and a fair nation?
 
Our freedom and independence definitely came at a cost,
Let’s ensure our dreams are not dashed and hopes are not lost.

(2013)

This poem echoes the essence and privilege of born free.

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