You may do to me what ever you w
Ish to me but you shall not be able to touch my truth,
You may shed my blood and burn my body but you can't k
Ill my sp
Ir
It,
You may t
Ie my hands w
Ith cha
Ins and feet w
Ith shackles and put me
In dark pr
Ison but you can't enslave my th
Ink
Ing,
For
It
Is as free as the breeze
In the spac
Ious sky
(Khal
Il J
Ibran)