And By Those Words

And By Those Words long poem

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And while I walk,
I can hear those words,
Being echoed time and again,
“From this moment,
Here shall I declare that we are free,
From those colonial chains”.

He was a good speaker,
he moved the nation,
On his prominent words,
Emotions connected,
Bridges were built,
Of benevolence and trust.

And he quoted
“The nation shall not perish,
With anymore miseries at all,
We will rise as independent,
We will grow as a nation,
Let’s make this a call”.

And some 68 years later,
Here we stand,
Lamenting on our rights,
Duped in conflicts,
Of unworthy reasons,
Of unworthy fights.

And we call ourselves,
With pride and honour,
As free, yes we do,
But does the freedom,
Really exist,
Or is it a dream so.

Rights we call them,
That makes us free,
That makes us stand apart,
But do we really believe,
Or do we know,
How they stood as far.

To do what we love,
Is all that we want,
About freedom,
But does it only mean,
We never give a thought,
Yes we seldom.

Freedom is to be felt,
To be carried with pride,
To be honest with ourselves,
To be reliable,
Of what we do,
To be honest with our words

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