Freedom

Like the Sunlight babbling through cracks,
Thoughts emanating from occasional attacks,
Of creativity in the archaic brain,
To start afresh flushing the defeats down the drain,
The sun is bright and the flowers are singing
And the birds are saying you are free,
Free to know and grow,
Free to be part of a dream,
An incipient dream with no fears,
Hand reaching out to hand,
To become a part of "we" to build the Zion,
Hailed for what I am,
And respected for being what I want to be,
The ultimate irrelevance of,
The first among the equals,
Is the exact thing those immortals fought for,
And exactly what I will have.