The Train of Life

The sun is up and I have to packed up, The things I want to bring with the light of the morning The trees are dancing, the wind is whispering All I want is freedom but there is nothing. The clouds are clear and I have to walk The people I see smiling I paused and talk They asked where I am going with my sweats flowing All I want is freedom but there is nothing. They wonder and frowned with my answer They look at each other as if asking what ever I continued to walk and stop talking with those creatures But the station is still far away that my eyes couldn’t measure. I stop and saw a tree and went to shade The birds are flying fast and sharply like a blade I pause and think for a while where I am going All I want is freedom, but there is nothing. Hours have passed and I am tired of walking To arrive at the train station where people are waiting Somebody asked me where I am going All I want is freedom, but there is nothing. The train has arrived and I saw it gliding I went near to its door and get inside to sit The sound has started and someone beside me saying: “All I want is freedom, but there is nothing.”