It Was A Day's Strike Poem by none .....

It was a day's strike
Got nothing to do
Lying on the lazy bed
Voices of fury are raging on the street
Different kinds of demands, fighting for the right
No one is happy here, all unsatisfied
Me too but for a different reason
But no one can see this crying heart
Got a day's freedom free of daily business
No plans, how to celebrate?
Let's go somewhere
Let's venture on a leisurely tread
Got my step out off the prison
The day was warm & sunny
The roads are wide open
Far away green hills beckoning
Can't help myself being captivating
Let's go there up on the peak
And the journey begun, nothing more to speak
Standing here I can see...
Below the valley of concrete
Above white clouds floating so freely
Far away sliverly mountains shining
Cool wind flowing from there fluttering leaves
Ah! Bless my eyes what a scene
Forgot all burden, no need to grieve
Alive again, full of happiness
Why don't you come here as well, my dears
And we can share each other's company
Letting go of all our yesterday's misery
Here are alot of reasons to smile
Alot of excuses to sing & dance
Alot to places to explore
Why keeping yourself locked
Within the walls of duties & boundaries
Why don't you set off your steps towards these beautiful hills