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| Aayan Biswas, VI-B, Ahlcon Public School I have a hobby of reading books on fiction and mystical lands. I write stories and poems as I find writing the best way to express my feelings and tell people what I think. I really enjoy writing and reading as it is delightful. |
Freedom
He committed a crime and had paid a fine,
I went to jail and waited for bail.
He drove cars and ate a chocolate bar,
I trotted all day; even my birthday passed away.
He ate burgers and French fries,
I had eaten some bread and plain rice.
He had friends and family,
While I had no one beside me.
Framed me for a crime that he had done,
They didn’t let me say a word, not even one!
As I rotted in a black box,
He went hiking and climbed rocks.
I had soon lost all hope and might,
My life was all black and not a spot of white.
Suddenly, I saw a beautiful sight.
Justice was served, right and well,
I was freed, and he was confined.
Everything had changed after such a long time,
It felt as it was the first time the sun had shone!
