Rootless but Free

by: Iolanda Scripca

Reflection of a past is lingering in mind

Illegal was religion and Gods were not so kind

So THEY demolished faith, put Churches upside down

and built a monster palace for a self-elected clown

As I kneel softly, slowly on rootless Nature's beauty

To quench my thirst for Freedom hindside's my heart's duty

To pray for soul of parents as they rest on roots of love

I clean my face with water, kiss Freedom like a dove...