Freedom

Freedom is an essence we do not yet taste, Slavery is scarce, but rights we still chase. When will this hostility come to an end? When we die off into eternity's wind? We cannot yet feel the end of this flame, This harsh treatment is difficult to tame. We press forward as one body, all heading for one place, For now we will wipe the sweat from our face, The equal rights of humans we continue to chase, Until we finally obtain true freedom's sweet taste.