FREEDOM

My obsession goes back since birth,

I yearned for you, even cried for you,

But I guess its in the blood line,

For my mother did the same thing,

With agility and painful longing,

She called out your name, freedom, ooh freedom

They said I was too young,

That I couldn’t comprehend bondage,

But my wings grew too big for the cottage,

Then came the restrictions, the constant thrashing,

I thought we were equal,

Equal to deserve my freedom, my peoples freedom

I’ll follow suite into my fathers footsteps,

If they kill me then so be it,

Besides the ground is thirsty for blood,

Blood with a cause ,one too hard to find, do you have to be this difficult?

Ooh freedom, my people’s freedom