Caging a revolutionary, Futile

Caged inside four walls,

One loses his liberty,

Thoughts start talking aloud,

Living becomes desperate,

Misses friends and kith and kins,

He remains for him,

Mind and eyes need truly to see,

The love he shares adequately,

With others before it was crushed.

He was observing when he was free,

How eyes of persons around him,

Some are hollow,        

Some are full of lies,

Some are evil,

Some are wise,

Some are full of mischief,

Some are full of fear,

Some are full of tears,

Some are like him, 

Loving the humanity. 

They thought that by

caging inside four walls,

He would fall victim to his mind,

Insecurities would run wild,

And nowhere inside 

He cannot find a peaceful solution,

He would feel that 

He’s not good enough,

Become insecure,

His feeling would be unassured,

And his confidence would fall,

His fears would turn into tears,

And they would haunt his dreams.

Of course, no one will 

Understand the pain,

That he continues going through.

Until the thoughts remain within brain,

And released from selfishness.

But he is a man of rectitude,

Wellness of people is swelling inside, 

Such revolutionary thought would set

him free-from the thoughts 

Of insecurity and frustration.

That spirit would give him

The hope to love and the

 strength and integrity,

Which is found in every 

Revolutionary in History.

He had the last laugh,

As the exploiter and

The dictator in Government

found that he sits cleaning 

Wounds from her souls river bed,

By his faith in rectitude,

That he shall win someday,

He shall win someday ,

And he poured deaf ears 

For he is miles away 

From apologies bay,

As he commits no wrong

Or offence

Fighting for freedom of Mankind.