MOTHER

MOTHER

She is the genesis of our race

But her importance goes out without a trace

She is so gentle, she's so pure

I have seen god in her for sure

You are the one who hold us up when we fall

You have treated our wounds of childhood brawls

You are my teacher, you are my brother

You are my god and I mean that MOTHER

As life confronted me, and I was tried

I always found you standing by my side.

That gentle smile was a sign of faith

Of I will pass the test, no matter how goliath

You are the one who hold us up when we fall

You have treated our wounds of childhood brawls

You are my teacher, you are my brother

You are my god and I mean that MOTHER

You used to make up for the father's rages

For the story of my life, you are its pages

Those late night exams revisions of mine

Made you let your sleep sidelined

You are the one who hold us up when we fall

You have treated our wounds of childhood brawls

You are my teacher, you are my brother

You are my god and I mean that MOTHER

You remembered my flight schedules by heart

You knowing the packing stuff as if it was your part

Those last minute advise of taking care

Finding the treasure like you is just too rare

You are the one who hold us up when we fall

You have treated our wounds of childhood brawls

You are my teacher, you are my brother

You are my god and I mean that MOTHER

I looked down at my shimmering past

Though I am happy of what I wanted to be at last

Through all these time I kept saying "THANK U GOD"

But you know you have always been my lord

You are the one who hold us up when we fall

You have treated our wounds of childhood brawls

You are my teacher, you are my brother

You are my god and I mean that MOTHER

Freedom: Freedom

Freedom: Freedom: "FREEDOM This is the land of free, home of brave We are the leaders now, not the slaves Freedom has given us the strength to seek To let l..."

Freedom

FREEDOM

This is the land of free, home of brave

We are the leaders now, not the slaves

Freedom has given us the strength to seek

To let loose ourselves from this social tweak

Marking territories and calling them borders

Where shells and blood is law and order

The laws of the man and the laws of the word

Freedom from peace but to still use the bird

Relentless in the search of saints

Breeding your minds with mythical paint

Struggling minors in the success race

Melting their innocence without a trace

Time is ripe, we shall make a move

Cut loose yourselves from this limping groove

Let’s make our insurgents proud

Let’s flay our head from these abominating shrouds

Freedom we then call for, will have a meaning

Let the world call it a whole new beginning