To the sky that's limiting
To the night that fears darkness
To the earth that's growing weak
To the day that's distancing light
To the bird that's chopping its wings
To the jungle that's fueling its fire
To the animal that's hiding with fear
I sing to them, this song of despair
I sing to them, this song from everywhere
I want them to look into mirrors
And find out their real faces
Hidden in the dogmatic wrinkles
And layers of illusive powders.
I want them to come out of their places
And walk into the new roads of freedom.
Freedom, my friend, like loneliness, its a choice we make
The world has what you want to take
Be not the sky that limits itself
Be not the earth that's weakening from inside
Be not that bird,be not that animal
Be not that day, be not that jungle
Be not that night, be not a fairy tale.
Be not what you do not need to be.
-Aroon Che

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