Freedom at Last


The thunder roars

the lightning strikes

high hopes soars

to the  seven skies.

 

It pours down blood

a rebellion is in the bud .

The people’s stood up as one

the uprising has begun.

 

Under the cover of the night

guided by flickering fire torch lights

they gather for a fierce fight

to regain  their confiscated rights .

Fed up with living in obscurity

They let out a cry for dignity;

they ‘re Thirsty for freedom

they’re ready for martyrdom.

 

 

full of rage , full of pride

they march side by side

they take long sure strides

cos  in victory they confide.

 

 

 

 

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Cinquains: Predators and Preys


Governments

Optimistic, unrealistic

Prying, lying, rallying

Packs of hungry wolves

Predators.

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Peoples

Meek, weak

Following , Complying , contributing

A herd of sheep

preys.

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