Where the mind is free
Encountering difficulties is the most humbling
And inspiring experience on planet earth.
I have known hunger and thirst,
Lived in limited spaces,
Drowned in the waters of indifference,
With not a single grain of compassion.
I never dramatized poverty.
Poverty is dramatized by fools, says J.K Fowler.
Because I treated my rags with pride,
God gave me the riches
Because He knew I would treat them with humility.
I sit not marveling at my riches,
I focus on the diseases and disorders
Of this world where life is a cacophony.
With my pen, incredibly fortunate to have one,
I raise my voice on behalf
Of those who have no voice.
I arouse the thinking mind of man
Helping them make that liberating discovery
Where intellectual finesse
Rises to the surface.
Because we think together,
We behave like sheep.
If we thought separately,
We would have walked like lions,
Cautious, commanding respect,
Moving with pride and sure of ourselves
In any environmental condition.
We would have that clear-sighted earnestness
Powerful enough to enlighten
Our lucid and luminous insights
And all our weaknesses
Would fall like Autumn leaves.
Albert Camus, in the depth of Winter,
Finally learned that within him
There is an invincible Summer.
O man! save and shape your mind,
Liberate it from the chains of slavery,
Slaves of the race of power and prestige,
Slaves of fake ideologies and philosophies,
Slaves of living and thinking styles,
Slaves of standards and bench markings,
Slaves of others, the world as a whole.
Free yourself from the traps
Of the gloomy world.
Be your own true self,
Detached from those stuffs
That pull you down to the status
Of the inferior man.
Rise up and touch the sky
Where the mind is free.