Prelude

Listen my dear to the sound of freedom
a sound so quiet
a sound so bare yet you can hear
the sound of a baby crying
the sound of anguish in sorrow
sound of Dry leaves in autumn
the sound of squirrels in the woods
the sound of thunder and lighting
the sound of your heart beating
the sound when you're served breakfast
well not that kinda breakfast
the sound oh my dear the sound
when you're being told no
but you still you go
And yet they ask do you know?
Are you worthy?
Are you a victim of circumstance?



Credits
Writer(s): Leghara Ephraim
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