ideological shackles oppress me,
anguish hinders my future,
the fear that it might be already
predestined consumes me,
tradition and family
for others are badge of honor,
but for me they are cause of death,
a spiritual death,
the blind devotion is an invention
of those who are doomed with ignorance,
lifers between bars made
of hipocrisy and illusions,
the illusion of one’s righteousness,
this last is ready to sacrifice the spark
of thought, of personality, of ideas,
tradition is death

#poetry #philosophy

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