The Day of Freedom

 

It is not a mere ritual 

To rise and dive into the spirit of freedom

 To recall the bravehearts

 who spent days and nights

in the dungeons of prisons, 

forests and hideouts, 

whose tears and blood made the new soil.

It is prayer to bow down 

and reminisce the courage 

we would never have to court pain

 for a motherland. 

A heart truthful, 

A mind for self- assessment, 

Eyes that do not close on the wrongs, 

A conscience clear as a forest fountain, 

Action; pure, uncontaminated

Let these be the best tribute to a Mother 

and her freedom bearers 

who brought light and a new dawn 

for a nation that saw its flag 

fluttering in the zenith high,

 beyond the reach of perpetrators of sin. 

Freedom was not free, 

Freedom is not free, 

In the path of redemption and love 

that will unbind our wings 

at the dusk of departure at last, 

One salute in the name of motherland, 

One humble murmuring into the air; 

We are, because you were.

15/8/2021