Free as a bird
I can, I will, I tried
One will think I got tired
Silence is gold
Peace that was told
A piece of truth that they stole
The old is wise
The revolution need – be televised
A means of control that – be lies
The future is near
That brings a man’s heart to fear
Crumbling like the lion is there
How the mighty has fallen
Like some greats that crumbled
The mountains shall never tumble
Free as a bird
I can, I will, I tried
One will think I got tired
Poetry 