Freedom

absence of freedom feelings of lost life meaning being locked in unclimbable walls

A girl, was with me..

Tied like me...

On the ceiling fan...

Wounds...

Knives crying for her...

And screams...

Deplorable the brutality...

Hugged her by tears...

I said to her: Do not explode...

Whatever elongate our conquer...

Must the freedom reach up...

Looked forward to me...

Then, rattled the rattle: And 'of sorrow', "Sir,I am freedom"....