//Sαηαα Mυbαrαk Rαmεςες//
A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream
Till the current ends and dips his wing
In the orange suns rays
And dares to claim the sky
Sanaa wrinkled her nose disapprovingly at James' habit, although inside she was smiling brightly; he reminded her of her father when he was in high school. All the girls loved him, always wasted...She giggled, but, remembering the way her father treated her, she stopped immediately. It was impossible to smile looking back on that. Then, the one with the gun fired two shots. She fought back a scream that was rising in her chest; her father had turned a gun on her, that's why she ran away from home in the first place. To calm herself, she tried answering Nicholai.
"I'm talking about putting puzzles together." She stated simply, making herself think about her answer.
The caged bird sings with
A fearful trill of things unknown
But longed for still and his
Tune is heard on the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom.