The Jailer at all times feels he is lord over the Jailed. He always forgets the fact that he is wearing a uniform too. We are all prisoners, what differs is the depth of our cell. We may assume authority over another, but we also submit to someone a bit higher than we, what then makes us free? The hands and feet with no chains? We are all victims locked up in the walls of this world and we can't see what's behind the walls(future). Men rule over men and life rules over men, who then is truly free?. No man is sovereign, no man has the power over what happens to him, we grow until we become old and frail. Generation come and generation go, we have no power to control what happens in-between, why then do you call me a prisoner? I may be with chuckles on my feet and hands but you're wearing a uniform of slavery too. You need to rearrange your philosophy and be good to your fellow man.
You laugh at me because my life has been robbed from me. My hands chained, and my mouth shut. Freedom is far from me and all I await is the sentence of a man, yes, I may be in chains, I may be in a prisoner's clothing, my mouths locked from speaking but you're not much of a difference from me Mr. Jailer. Paid to torment the truth, paid to do their bidding, what difference does it make, rather I'm better off with chains than live in cowardice bought with cheat coins.
It's not about me, it's about what you oppress- The truth. It's about the future that you're destroying today with the assumption of being a free man, it's about the cheat message of freedom you preach and boast about. You're a victim too, it only requires time for it to unveil. I'm in chains, you're in chains too, I'm a prisoner, you're a prisoner too, how come you don't see this? Take off the fog in your eyes and you'll see that we are all victims, so why treat your fellow man with so much hatred?. We all are victims, let's join hands to fight out captives and not ourselves.