Thinking Freedom (Part 2) Poem by Kingsley Egbukole

When I think about freedom
I think about the birds again
That flies and perch peacefully
In the cool of the arboreal
I think about the trees again
That sways and dances gaily
In the gentle breeze of nature
I think about the land creature again
That roam and gazes leisurely
In the beauty of the terrestrial
I think of the sea creatures again
That swim and meander
In the serene glitter of liquid.

(Sunday 19th October,1997)