Angels of Freedom

By Achinthya Prathish

The angel of freedom

Soared high on the sky with her majestic wings

She soared over all the land

Known to mankind, spreading peace

Out of nowhere, she fell in a dry stream

Her white wings became bloody red like a rose

Her mighty wings were repeatedly shot down 

By the arrows of imperialistic nations

She was dragged and caged

And heavily tortured 

Her powers were snatched

And she became lifeless 

Using her powers, they established big colonies

By conquering every county they see

The people were in misery 

And screamed in agony

That's when our heroes came

Who agitated against them

Those heroes sacrificed their lives for freedom

And hence, we call the freedom fighters

Those brave fighters decided

That this terrible tale have to end

And they started rebellion 

Against the imperialistic nations

They were oppressed and threatened

But they did not give up as they were determined 

With their determination, they inspired others

And there came a massive struggle 

At the end, our heroes gained what they fought for

And gave back the snatched powers to its true heir

This her lifeless body became alive once again

And her wings were washed with holy water

She fluttered her wings

And soared high in the sky 

Whilst the whole nation watcher her proudly

Thinking about the struggles they have endured

She soared high and wide

And disappeared into heaven

Because she knew there was no need of her

As long as there are freedom fighters on Earth

By Achinthya Prathish