FREEDOM

How would life be if the tides were turned?

If it was called rising instead of raining?

If the sun rose in west and sets in the east?

If our slave masters we're put in chains like our ancestors were?

How utopic this world would be,

If color, faith and wealth weren't identifiers in this compartmentalized world.

If black was associated with beauty,

Rather than fear, violence, evil and despair.

Alas it exists only in my head.

I have a dream, one I want fulfilled before I die.

So my sons and daughters won't experience this sad part of life.

A life without shackles, chains and literal cages.

A life where there's peace, order and equal justice.

It lies outside this cage.

And I demand my freedom.

Our freedom