To be, to live, to have a life – be free!
Why not take fight for those who can’t – be brave!
We see the news, we hear the words – believe!
Let those with less see what we see – let’s save
the whole idea of freedom! Find a way
to break the bonds and shackles that they wear,
speak up for those with nothing – start today!
Give hope, give light, give words so that they hear!
They’re not alone, we’re thousands, though not near!
Dictators all around should be afraid;
for freedom’s right we fight with sword and spear
and will not rest, be silent, be way-laid.
The hour of their reckoning is here!
We cannot live in silence, must stand up,
to let imprisoned drink from freedom’s cup!
*sigh* I’ve always had a problem with iambic pentameter, which is the meter that sonnets are most often written in (ta-DUM, ta-DUM, ta-DUM, ta-DUM), and even though I frequently rhyme (bad, bad poet, me!) I find it hard to give up my near-rhymes… Anyway, here’s an attempt at a Spenserian Sonnet for d’Verse Poets Pub and Meeting at the Bar – Rhyme and Sonnets. I hope it kind of works…
My final words, and inspiration for this: Free Dawit Isaak!