Songs of free freedom

The free airy feel of liberty

So many songs have been soldered

in that sonorific studio

Engineered by Sultans of music then

Then....

But none was

Time pressed

Gold rushed

Greed pushed

Survival thrushed

No one was ... no one was

Then....

Cuckoos one set

After next generation

used to sit and watch

over the branches of

trees rustling in leafy gaiety

And enjoy the tunes

The airy feel of liberty..

So many songs

So many.