Then I think of freedom denied
And I think of the birds in cages
And of clipped wings
I think of plants in pots
And of stunted roots
I think of animals in zoos
And of amputated legs
I think of fishes in aquariums
With the fins slashed.
(Sunday 19th October,1997)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely thoughts on freedom. I've read all the three in this series, this further elaboration on freedom is marvelous.
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