Independence
Oh, how beautiful a free finch is! Soaring high amongst blue skies no longer the chains rule its wings free soul it fathoms, continue to rise Whilst, the sun hinders, clouds blinds, valorous finch possesses, uncuffed mind baptized by the sun's light, bright it shines no creation can now hold the finch confined Despite the perils, finch lands in Eden, the land of its own but the fruit forbidden feeding itself and all the benignant scions They pave and prosper Eden into a Zion Calmly, time fades so does finch's revolution scions still struggle to recognize contribution Trust they preach, in the freedom they believe An inclusive zion, they still continue to weave -Dhruv Pandya © 06/10/2021