[Vision2020] Freedom

Tom Hansen thansen at moscow.com
Sun Nov 13 05:00:20 PST 2022

by Anil Kumar Panda

I can't barter my freedom 
Take away the riches with you 
Don't display your dollars and pounds 
To my countrymen who need freedom too 

You can't cut my tongue short 
It flexes swift and slip your hand 
Winds of freedom would blow one day 
Your vile attempts can't change the trend 

I dream of my countrymen 
Walking down the streets feeling proud 
The pangs of hunger and poverty 
Is packed and burnt in freedoms shroud 

I dream of little children 
With glowing faces and charming smiles 
Rushing to schools in groups 
Dressed in colours with impeccable styles 

I dream of the girl child 
Eyes bright with vision unbound 
She has a dream of a world 
Where hate and racism can't be found 

She would charm all 
With her beauty and sharp mind 
I dream of her flying high 
In all the fields leaving the men far behind 

There would be freedom 
To speak, to write, to work and to sing 
No one would die of hunger 
Peace and harmony every dawn would bring.


Seeya 'round town, Moscow, because . . .

"Moscow Cares" (the most fun you can have with your pants on)

Tom Hansen
Moscow, Idaho

“A stranger is just a friend you haven’t met.”
- Roy E. Stolworthy
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