Rails of Freedom

We live in a world wherein

Cages house the most liberal creatures; birds

Their cries for help

Divine symphony to the ears

All our anguish lost in a vacuum of echoes

That the sweet tunes of desperation create

If the doors to the cage are opened,

The bird is free to fly

Free to caress the almighty sky

Yet, even the great blue in all its might

Is never truly boundless to rove

Not until the bird’s flight to fulfillment

Fails to render it

A mass of charred feathers

But listen closely and the bird will tell you

The freedom to feel the wind

Gush through its wings

Is truly to die for

Jabir Mahmood Chowdhury

Editor-in-Chief