End this detention without aim

Nearly four years have passed in far away detentions
Nearly four years my eyes untouched by the love of loved ones
Nearly four years my heart sending out messages
To the homes where my family and loved ones dwell

I shall not complain or expect grace from anyone
Other than god, so help me god
My spirit is free in the havens, while my body is over powered by rules
We are the forgotten ones of our times

We live in the stories among those who cares
But our courage is like a mountain
The boss and other sinful servants
Cannot see our patience

The flood of our tears
Is moving fast towards them
No one can endure the power of this flood
But the stars at midnight will bring us good news
That we will surely succeed
Just because some birds are never meant to be caged