Freedom Rings

I wanna hear the loud banging of a new day dawning 

Let the tambourines shake 

Let the bass drop 

Let truth clash against lies like strong tides,

Hitting the desolate shore 

We need the God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob 

We need freedom like a plant requiring soil 

Like a lamp with a plug but no power source 

We bang against the drum of hope 

Praying that the friction of our hands 

Strike fire in the heart of the oppressed 

If the illusion of democracy is over… what’s next?

Let the burgeoning dreams of tomorrow sing a new song 


Love always, Esha ❤

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