Once i felt you in my blood and bones and
your silence screamed in me,
but now I no longer have anything to fear, so
why and what do i care about Jupiter, Zeus or lord the Savior?
you are the king of gods- you say- of stars, but you are not
the king of man
any more.
Do you ever feel the sufferings of others? No, but i do,
and it is a painful secret that men are free
and yet you don't know it.
I know justice is human issue and i don't need
any one to teach me it.
Don't you see what i m feeling: the rage and revolt,
not to obey the foolish rules that humiliated me long.
I am not virtuous but our sons will be, if
we shed enough blood to give them the right to be:
i know the sin, the remorse and the mighty anguish
and i will take upon myself but first
let me claim my kingdom and my will,
without it I wonder if I really exist? .
O, let me embrace my freedom,
if i fail to satiate this urge, it will surely infect my soul,
and i will not be a MAN any more.
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Wonderful poem, and very evocative of Sartre's general ideas, what I do know of the man, is that he felt we were forced to have freedom, everything we did was not in respect from the actions of others but within ourselves only we can have control and destiny of our lives and not rely on outsiders to administrate our futures. So many great an inspiring lines with my favour being I know justice is human issue and i don't need any one to teach me it. truer words have never been spoken well done