Life is no different than when I was a child
four score and twenty years ago I too
was behind barbed wires
innocently brave went along the road
never feeling dangers lurking on board
parents made it safe
once on green land all was peace
love togetherness sharing with ease
enough food all in plenty
King Odysseus left on a journey
Our Quaid went in eternal sleep
we were not so lucky
it is horrific as worldly kings send
so many hidden killers on hire and rent
to finish the new generation
I grew up in blackouts and wars
hearing sirens jets and blasts
from barbed to barbed wires
life is still the same what freedom
can be claimed by anyone -I grieve
for my generation and the next
on every road I find no freedom sign
but more wires secured for security
and yet many are dying
what future for the child we have
all the world is now a zone-
no fly no nuke no drone?
the safety wires are no more strong
they cannot save the Freedom and peace
wires may lie for miles along
Freedom Wither?
what peace was wired
is now all gone'
