Freedom
Freedom is a Canvas,
Painted with our rights,
A tapestry of tolerance,
In a world of fights.
It’s the colour of courage,
In our heart’s art,
In the portrait of peace,
It plays its part.
Each brush stroke tells,
A story of the past,
Of battles fought and won,
That built to last.
The right to speak,
To love, to dream,
To be who we are,
To let our spirits gleam.
Let freedom’s colours,
Blend and intertwine,
Creating a world where,
All hearts align.
So take your brush and paint,
Let your imagination run wild,
For on this Canvas called life,
You are the artist, my child!
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