Freedom Poem by dave harry

Sun blazing the lichened dwala

Wind cooling my leechened soul

Sweet lilt the rivers flow

High on nine in the air of freedom



Insular mind, thought it through and through

Rotary badge, I am wearing it for all to see

I am handsome I have to say it though

Forever sparkling like the azure sea



Sweet lilt, my innocent romance

Resting on my laurels, the madams lay

Peaceful. Ordinalised handled by my ordinance

Hard and won a macadam way