The Freedom Song

 

Sing, oh sing aloud!
I asked the Neverland crowd
Raise your tone, a bit more high
Like a lion's roar and child's cry.

 

 

Some song of joy, some song of divine
Thy mondegreens, the melodies thine.
In a baritone, or a note just fine
Like a chorus frog in a chorus line.

 

 

Sing, oh sing aloud!
I asked the Neverland crowd
Mr. Lincoln, please walk ahead
For the slavery- barbarous Kings are dead.

  

   

©Rohit Satyam