He never said a word where
None would suffice. And really
Words were luxuries, wrongfully
Labeled as necessities
Freedom who, freedom where
Freedom when, he couldn't go
Home, which home was it really !!
He didn't say, he smiled sad
This is your place, this is where
You belong, they always said
He never used words, he never
Raised his voice, he only smiled sad
Borders and limits and words
Languages, cultures, Nations
Religions, loyalties and societies
Freedom from whom ? Freedom when ?
The home was long lost among
Those borders drawn and the earth
Divided, for whom ?? His earth, his love
His birthright. He never said a word.
Kisses were perversely preferable than wars
He made love to the earth in a very profane way
Across the borders of the living and the dead
Though he got murdered, did the pantomimist die !!!
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