The Freedom March Poem by Dr. Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek Mohammed

The Freedom March

I t was a normal day
For a normal boy
To feel that joy

He was planning to cross the bridge
To join the freedom march
And because he was only a little lad
He did not think to tell his mother or his dad

So he put on his most beautiful suit
And polished his new boot

Then he set away
On his way
To start the freedom journey
By joining the march
In the middle of March

Still it was a normal day
For a normal boy
To see the soldiers
Heavy with guns
on their shoulders
and gave the orders
In the streets of his town

Armed with a small flag
At school gates
With his mates

He was about to shout
To call THEM out
But at the moment,
The sniper sent a shot
on the spot
To hit the boy
To terminate his joy

He hit him right down on the head
And got him dead
He deprived the boy to march
In the middle of March