Independence
Oh, how beautiful a free finch is!
Soaring high amongst blue skies
no longer the chains rule its wings
free soul it fathoms, continue to rise
Whilst, the sun hinders, clouds blinds,
valorous finch possesses, uncuffed mind
baptized by the sun's light, bright it shines
no creation can now hold the finch confined
Despite the perils, finch lands in Eden,
the land of its own but the fruit forbidden
feeding itself and all the benignant scions
They pave and prosper Eden into a Zion
Calmly, time fades so does finch's revolution
scions still struggle to recognize contribution
Trust they preach, in the freedom they believe
An inclusive zion, they still continue to weave
-Dhruv Pandya ©
06/10/2021
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