Anthem for Independence

Year’s rolls into decades As the bones of our forefathers decay with the hopes and dreams once upheld … Selfishness and greed feed on what is left Fame is now bestowed upon the confident thief who rob the souls of masses, of soothing dream We are free! So they say They sing words of sweetness Words of perfection that elevates the soul to a world of hopelessness They leave us thirsting after pious hope and unnatural kindness We are free So they say Once captured into slavery We cried… FREEDOM! So fought they, our forefathers to set us free We shouted… INDEPENDENCE! We were free But years wearied the bones of our forefathers Leaving their aspirations light as feathers The throne of leadership flew about like a little bird Perched at the doorstep of them who hunger and thirst after wealth Who in all things, their interest must come first Even the land they will deny of breath Yet we are free At least… So they say When our slave master’s must tell us the state of our dream first we are free When we wait upon them to quench our thirst we are free When now, in all things we seek ‘their’ consent At least… We are still free So they say Can’t you see? That we are free of hopes and dreams Purged of the very air we breathe we still are free For now we beg at our own dispense to serve them So we are free Independent indeed
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Tawiah Aboagye

I'm cool and Poetic, Author of the play The African Within.

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