Give me freedom

That I could know peace

I’m bound by foolish tradition

And enslaved with unseeing eyes

I find, blindness serves no one

Except his greed and pleasure

In search for happiness

He’s shrouded by lack of spirituality

and selfless love

I know somewhere

Is honesty, integrity

Virtue and true beauty

Not worldly traits

But rather Godly traits

Will I always be driven by selfish need?

With masked vision and grabbing hands?

Where is the righteous path?

How can I follow it, if I cannot see it?

Calling into the distance

Only echoes with loneliness

Crying only realizes my sorrow

Am I truly alone,

Or just lost

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