The Color of Freedom
The color of freedom, is found in genuine smiles
It glows as halos around the heads of little children and babies
It is found in the songs of birds flying of the air
It is the color of water flowing down the stream undisturbed
It is the color of the wind blowing in a wheat-field
It is the color of rain falling from the sky
The color of freedom is ever beckoning every mind and soul
Pointing to the best way out
The color of freedom leads to real freedom
Copyright © Bulinya Martins | Year Posted 2012
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