Cultures And Beliefs Poem by wander angel

Cultures and beliefs,

You existed before I was born.

You change my brain.

You control my thoughts.

You spy on me and follow me everywhere.

 

Cultures and beliefs,

I am tired of this restricted life.

You are obstacles of creativity.

You separate me from the large wisdom of nature.

And put me in a small and narrow cage.

You judge me, my actions, my characters, my ways

Good - Bad, Right - Wrong, Respect - Disrespect.

 

(Freedom is Wrong!)

 

Oh, please believe me!

I am a good person.

I don't want to refuse your orders.

I don't want to ignore your rules.

I just want to know... ' What is  true? '

 

I just want to know...' What is true? '