Hindered Freedom
Holding your branches firmly;
With the leaves swaying calmly,
You can't wait for your turn ,
But the freedom will burn.
Flowers blossoming everytime,
When will the fruits appear;
Good rains are for sometime,
Oh,if only this drought could disappear.
Roots stretched out to the ground;
Fate and destiny are bound.
Days pass like wind,
Even though freedom is still behind.
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