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In Quest of Freedom | Zarrineh

As long as we hold the high rank, as long we have money in the bank,
Who cares about the little boy washed up dead on the Turkish shores?
Trying to escape terror and hopeless wars,
In quest of freedom, knocking on strangers’ doors,
Who cares about the politicians and all their lies?
A round of applause for the recipient of the Noble Peace Prize!!!
In order to acquire extravagance, forgotten is the actual substance,
We won’t speak the truth; won’t pick the forbidden fruit,
We remain and watch, this is not our botch,
We stand on the side line; act like everything is dandy and fine,
Why bother, no one else is making an offer,
Love and tender, now, prohibited terms from a dusty folder,
Let us not be shy, it always has been about me, myself and I,
Who cares if humanity is about to die,
Ego, Power, and Money, this is no longer funny,
There is more to life than acquiring success; we are so far from progress,
The gift wrapping is pretty; the box holds nothing, just empty,
What is wrong with us, civilization is suffering a big loss,
Close your eyes for a moment, imagine their torment,
Leaving their homeland behind, with angst they decide,
Maybe, our kids will have a future, a classroom, a teacher, no more torture,
Each a child on their shoulders, they walk towards the other side of the borders,
Seeking safety and liberty for their family, knowing consequences can be deadly,
Taking a chance to a perhaps, that humanity considers the facts,
Betting on human heart, that in essence, we are much alike and not far apart,
Let us not be judgmental; freedom is basic and fundamental,
Extend your hand, try to understand.

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