Mut
I am a mut. Or maybe I am not. I can go back to my grandpas grandpa. But beyond that. I do not know. I have no problem learning the dark secrets of my past. Because they are not who I am. I am me. And I will make my own choices. Free will has happened in this world. If I die to morrow. So be it. I am happy. With sadness in my eyes. From just being on this world. The suffering is real. I am no king. I am nothing. Just a man. Born and will die. All it takes to end a life. One person who is following orders. It is wrong. But our choice. Nobody is better. We are still the same at the end. We all share this world.