by : Faizan Rashid
I work so hard for my freedom it’s beyond belief
When I think of it I feel no fear just relief
When I hold a stone in my hand I feel secure
Coz I know, the hurt and pain will be no more
I wipe the sweat on my head with clumsy fingers
That smell of tear gas and bullet still lingers
I think of freedom every day and night
I know someday it surely will come to my delight
I hardly care what’s wrong and right in fight
I don’t love it; I’m just fighting for my Right
Can’t wait to feel the freedom running through my vein
Just the dream of it takes away my pain
Nothing else matter when it’s YOU vs. ME
I have no men to support but I’m the army
My land is heaven or the closest I can get
Until the day when my maker is met
I don’t care for death
I just want to be free
And if you kill me for I ask freedom
Then let it be…
