Every message or call I got from my family puts me back in chains
How I wished to be burned at stake than to take refuge in the assault of memory
Social bonds are but chains and shackles
How can a man be free like Buddha?
To have only ones ambitions and thoughts
My birth is like the day light that reminds of being a slave to hallow human intimacy
Cannot a man be born free without a name and a tribe?
Why do poets aspire to be alone and faraway from their loved ones?
It is the detachment they long for
It is the human bonds they wish to escape