Life a bird
Flying high in the sky
The clouds touching the lines
There is the goodness
When freedom comes
Up in the clouds
The wide ranges to see
Out of the box feeling
There lie the goods
The greed of power
Uncaring attitude
Corruption in the mind
Hands eager to compromise
Life a bird
Sharp eye sees it all
Amongst the crowd
Money takes it
The souls endangered
In the hands of corrupted leaders
Brewing words to entrap the people
Ah life a bird
Feeling the breeze
Rustling on the feathers
The goodness to be free
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