If I am unwilling to die for what I love and believe in, then life holds no value and is pointless.
What is the point in living a lie?
What joy or purpose can I possess just ignoring the pointless suffering and injustice that surrounds me?
What legacy would I leave by ignoring the obvious and drowning out the sorrow with selfish pleasures of the flesh?
How could I face the man in the mirror if I prefer a comfortable cage of conformity versus the struggles and sacrifice of defending the less fortunate and impoverished?
So, you see, a free person really has no choice but to follow their conscience and let the cards fall as they may.
So mote it be…