Rootless but Free
Reflection of a past is lingering in mind
Illegal was religion and Gods were not so kind
So THEY demolished faith, put Churches upside down
and built a monster palace for a self-elected clown
As I kneel softly, slowly on rootless Nature's beauty
To quench my thirst for Freedom hindside's my heart's duty
To pray for soul of parents as they rest on roots of love
I clean my face with water, kiss Freedom like a dove...
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by: Iolanda Scripca 7/10/2010 |
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