Today is the commemoration of the 185th anniversary of the abolition of slavery in Mauritius; and to celebrate freedom, nothing is better than a poem.
A Cry For Freedom Amongst the trees they ran Thirsty for freedom, the liberation, Better to die rather than To live like an animal in ruination Their chains rattled against the ground While their heart trembled with the fear That they might be found by the hounds, And where everywhere they ran to hide Were frightening forests that killed So they ran for their lives like a deer Searching for that place they once dreamt, There where their cry for freedom Would finally come to the end of a theme And there where their merry heart filled with rum Will be forever unchained from slavery They'll never again remember where their home is For these memories will be lost under a pile of tragedies, Where they used to gather, to sing and dance All will be forgotten, all will fade, all will be buried A heartfelt feeling of an ablation It's so far now, that cry for freedom Stories of the sacrificed will live on Forever in our heart Still, a historical past to ponder on. -eiravel-