The Way to Be Free


The Way to Be Free

I walk through the ashes and blood, wondering

Is there a beating heart amongst this debris?
A breathing lung or a moving finger
Instead of lost souls, wandering, searching…

I look up at the sky drying the tears I’m shedding

Is this what you call justice, a decree
Of cruelty and bitterness
Towards children crawled up on the ground, hiding…

I listen to the sound of hatred, raging

Is this how it has to be?
These souls nothing but a number
To the coward fate-handlers, watching, laughing

I grab a sword from a hand that was fighting

Is this the way to be free?
Will you grant us justice before our slumber?
Before the cowards win and we die, defying…

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