There\u2019s a valley called Freedom, far away<\/p>\n
Hardly loyal to the name, to this day<\/p>\n
From the glorious peaks of the mountains<\/p>\n
And the bubbling music of the fountains<\/p>\n
Its people were slave to freedom<\/p>\n
And engulfed in slavery\u2019s boredom<\/p>\n
The river, always so revolting in its ways<\/p>\n
Suggested to the wind and its sways<\/p>\n
They conspired against the bounds invisible<\/p>\n
Bring them to light, make them visible<\/p>\n
An earthbound, god-fearing<\/p>\n
Gave birth to a girl daring<\/p>\n
The grasslands and forever running fields<\/p>\n
Cherished in her words and dreams<\/p>\n
The sky smiled at her desire to fly<\/p>\n
Her boldness to utter \u2018why\u2019<\/p>\n
But Lord! Did it scare her mother!<\/p>\n
And apprehended her brother<\/p>\n
For it was dangerously dangerous<\/p>\n
And the threats were numerous<\/p>\n
It scared the people, it terrorized them<\/p>\n
How she questioned; that freedom\u2019s gem<\/p>\n
How she dared inquire onto the origins of their chains<\/p>\n
How could they recall all nature\u2019s claims?<\/p>\n
They were angered at the bounds<\/p>\n
But fools! Turned the lesson around<\/p>\n
Hunted freedom when their shackles did not break<\/p>\n
Poured out her blood, dipped in their stake<\/p>\n
The trees, tall and proud, bowed down shamefully<\/p>\n
The birds chirped such melancholy<\/p>\n
Malice and misery devoured freedom<\/p>\n
And the people congratulated themselves on regaining boredom<\/p>\n
But no, the shimmering river and the wind were no fools<\/p>\n
They knew their young love had broken some rules \u2018<\/p>\n
For the seeds were sown for freedom to claim<\/p>\n
And Freedom was then never the same<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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