Freedom of Thought
Not in words can capture I
The thoughts of an empty mind,
Neither a sinner nor a saint defined;
Reflections of smile, of calm, of cry
I rhyme to thee, O thoughts enslaved
By society, morality, religion, norms ...
Not one to rescue in the storms
Of shattered dreams, in Utopia saved
Let me be born, survive, then die,
Known shall I be as an amateur thought,
Yet better I am than the philosophy you bought!
For I am the truth, not a taught lie
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