This photo was taken when we went for a walk. I was just mesmerized with the street lamp shining in that dark alley. I even experience watching a bit of sun ray as the darkness envelop it. It was worth taking. ^^ I myself was satisfied of the result. Let me share the poem I wrote while I was watching intently in the picture.

THE FREEDOM FIGHTERS

It was a night that shouted for freedom
Freedom to actually see a paradise
Paradise or a promised land and a city of hope
Hope that they have since the beginning

The beginning of the journey was far from easy
Easy was not a word to describe thirst and hunger
Hunger that leads them to do things on their own
Own that freedom from being slaves to master

Master, Master, Master is what they actually need
Need to be in a power stronger than anybody
Anybody can be a master but a master cannot be anybody
Anybody can choose the master they want to respect

Respect is a big word and it means a lot to them
Them the freedom fighters who wants to be freed
Freed from being slaves of those cunning people
People who never treated them as fighters

Fighters have the pride and dignity
Dignity who keep them sane inspite that kind of life
Life was too precious for their freedom
Freedom from being slaves of their own mind.

THANKS FOR READING EVERYBODY 😊