Freedom Poem by Matloob Bokhari

FREEDOM
O the lowest low of my nation
O thousands locked up unjustly
O the poor with empty stomachs
O sleepers of long, lonely, helpless night
Here is no food, ignorance is everywhere
Here money, power, status are ruling
Come out singing 'Freedom, freedom'
Let us break the unkind laws
Let us bend the iron bars
Let us gash the stone walls
Let us see not destination
Let us cry freedom, our freedom
Let us welcome the rising sun
 
Sunil Bairagi - Oh what a soaring poem. It flies like the eagle only higher. I can feel your freedom in flying and your pride. Excellent!