Freedom to me...

A bird nestled, on top a Mahogani Tree,

it's wings tender like moonlit February,

they caress me, the soft feathers they speak,

that's freedom to me...

Hearts wild, heads light

the moon light blue and soothing.

Waves of twilight rustle in my soul,

that's freedom to me...

Like the bird and the sea

the flowers sweet,

a gentle tide brushes against my callused feet,

that's freedom to me...

Freedom, Freedom, Freedom

Men yell, kill, maim and taunt, all for freedom.

but, a smile with a hint of love,

that's freedom to me...