Tell me what you think freedom is?
And how far you will go for this?
Is freedom just to go everywhere you want?
Does it matter when few brake the human’s bond?
To live in peace and not in war?
As given you take this for?

To take a pen and write your own text?
Or just to live from one day to the next?
To have your own thoughts in your mind?
Freedom you assume is everywhere to find?

What about all the fighting around the world?
With the roads of war with dead bodies purled.
Think of all the thousands killed every day.
Many of them without a chance to pray.
Think of the many not free to eat,
Hear their heart slowing down its beat.
Not few you know are children without hope.
There’s desperation everywhere on our globe.

Think of the many not free to choose,
Free words endanger their lifes to lose.
To be hold captive in unvisible chains,
To slowly get destroyed their brains.

Open your eyes, look and see the woe,
Help! Even it’s just a rill and not a flow.
So don’t let the chance pass by,
Or more and more have to cry.
You don’t have to move the whole,
With little you can help one human’s soul.