Freedom

Freedom(To Hopewell Chin’ono) Where are you hiding Freedom?Why are you hiding from us Freedom?When are you coming home Freedom?We need your permanent stay in our backyards Freedom.Your free roaming of our streetsI’m sure will guarantee our freedom. What kind of sacrificial lamb do you want?How many litres of blood quenches your thirst?Or waters the revolutionary

Unwinnable win

The other day hope is with you,it seems life and you are on the same pathagreeable and planning with clarity Without warning lifepours some hot ashes on your actual trackYou limp in agonywith no medicine in sight You totter a bit,hope rejoins and quench your misery.You plan againbut winning is never a thing in sight