FREEDOM OF PRESS

Almighty created me
Free of force
When my eyes opened
I saw a beautiful world

Then start learning
With what I have been bestowed
And tongue speaks
Then  became public voice

My work of soul
And thoughts of freedom
Became true words of freedom
Philosophical tragedy
Monsters controlled
My scheme of art

Now i am without tongue
No freedom of expression
It's 21st century
World says
We are free to speak

These are only words
Nothing free anymore
Everything under control
I became prisoner
At the land of paradise
Paradise no more
Only occupation

The press from my mother's womb
Showed  me the free and open way
In here every way
In Chained blocks
No freedom of movement
Just slave orders

To whom to speak
No one listener in this land
Every voice of freedom
Voiceless of expression

This freedom of art and freedom of expression
Both are dying
No one find savior of freedom
Only to chain
Treagedy against sense
No liberty
The thousand of voiceless tongues

My soul
Never in silence
Never design any wrongs
It's all freedom of press
And freedom of expression

Let me tell
All of you
Freedom of press
No more free
All we die
Without expression
Then stand for freedom of press
If not
Then see forever dying paradise