The horrendous screams.

The fear in the eyes.

It paint the world a new colour.

Change has come.

It has arrived with blades and storms.

Roses turn blue and lilies turn red.

The arrows fly above them.

The shells fall down onto them.

They both bear vengeance.

A strange realms.

Unfamiliar sensations.

A new dawn with new possibilities.

For the privilege and the unfortunates.

The facts do not lie.

The news has turned dark.

Depriving people of their rights.

They silenced people.

They sealed fates.

The ultimate mission turned into a dark.

Unrecognisable forces form.

A war between the rebels of truth and the power hungry.

In the end the forgotten misfortunes prevailed.

Their screams were heard.

Their cries echoed across the sky.

Their pain punched through the fences.

A mask of freedom in the air.

The day drew close.

A day of victory and justice.

A chance to live in again.

How long have they waited?

For a moment to dream.

To hear the singing birds.

To sleep with the angels around.

For the earth to love.

To console them.

Sway the fire from in their hearts.

Hear their voices of pain and despair.

Feel the warmth of nature around them.

Strings of love blossom onto them.

Singing their own songs, dance to their own tunes.

They never removed their scars.

Only learned to live with them.

Nature has been kind.

And before they knew.

The breeze of Freedom filled the air with joy.

It was all becoming real.

At last they were liberated.