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a man chooses
a slave obeys
trapped between artificial walls
yet the mind runs free
physically bonded
yet the thoughts are free

a man chooses
a slave obeys

if your mind is free
you are free
what is love
the line thrown around
my juvenile thoughts
my impressionable mind
the short time I've spent on this planet
my teenage ignorance
surrounded by love
in its many definitions
left to my own devices
never getting an answer
what is love
as evasive as wind
as fleeting as air
teenage confusion
love confusion
what is love
send your prayers to the martyrs wives, ask them if honour matters.
write your letters to the wealthy traitors, ask them if honour matters.
speak to the children of fallen warriors, ask them if honour matters.

stand in the ashes of a thousand dead and ask their ghosts if honour matters.
their silence is your answer

ask yourself if honour matters

— The End —