write a poem on freedom on yourself.Do not copy from internet
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Freedom:
We live in luxury,
Flying out of every misery.
Don't we? We do.
There comes a pigeon,
Struggling for a way to be out of its region.
Isn't it? It is!
This day, Life is a mirage,
Traumas and depressions flowing out at very age.
Is that a peace? A big no.
Even being capable,
Decided to dedicate every triumph to fables.
Became coward, don't we? Yes!
The freedom we feel today is for name sake,
Day by day, pushing the mental liberty to stake.
No words! Chains are being tighter,
Freedom is moving away from you, oh fighter.
Be back! The history's warrior is you,
Wide awake, come again and bring the change in few!
A small snippet to the lil birds who have no idea on what's going on the world, who are being utmost dedicated to their phones ending up being depressed and nothing more. All you need is a pinch of freedom, MENTALLY!