Freedom bears pale skin and a brilliant voice
that sings sorrows to the enslaved and imprisoned.
She only knows love.
But what happens when freedom is enslaved?
She'll fight – teeth gnashed and hands clenched.
Alas, bound at the wrists and broken in her soul,
she only knows grief.
But by the hands of her children, she flees her prison.
Her once pure virgin skin will never lose the taint it gained.
She won't lament her tragedies, though,
for now she knows much more.