The Man

forced, composed
Ancestors, are they the host?
Acting as ghosts
haunting in values and beliefs
mythologies twisted for their own relief
whose existence, should a man believe?

Centuries ago events occurred
burden of which later generations suffered
Females and males are still buttered
to follow steps, as tradition, battered

Males feels suffocated hiding their pain
Females are weak expressing the same
torturously intertwined in this mentally disturbing game
For whose gain?

As humans we have a soul
which cries to end this once and for all
Let this gone no more be fed
We want to be out of this mental stress

Ancestors need not be blamed
Accordingly they lived as the time claimed
We should now stop feeling tamed
This thought of ours need to be changed


The Man
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