Imagine there was freedom to believe,
Soldier attacking me and asking me to leave,
I was in a cell there and then,
Surrounded by a bunch of criminal men

In the canteen getting beats,
Then asking me what I want to eat from a selection of meats,
People in the open space lifting weights,
Then them saying that I have no mates.

After eating my gruesome meal,
But at least it was not an electrical eel,
See men wiping their tears,
On the other hand men holding spears

I know this might seem as a misery,
But when I’m free this will be ancient history,
At least I’m not crying like a wimp
Crazy men acting like chimps

I’m not crying tears of dread,
Other people putting pillows under their beds,
People holding their cuddly toys
Fortunate people looking at alloys

I can’t wait to get out,
Then climbing up a mount,
Hearing people rev their cars
And then eating Snicker bars

Going to steel poles,
I will see my family
And I will make them so happy