Freedom

Freedom

For all the sins that i could do,

But I didn’t in the entire my life,

Burn my body after my death;

And throw my ashes into an ocean.

Wherein, there is no fisherman,

Nor any fishing net or fishing boat.

Let free fishes consume my ashes;

Let my exhausted soul reincarnates,

In the bodies of curious free fishes.

Maybe my wounded soul for once,

Tastes the real essence of freedom.

For, i was born, lived and died in captivity.

M. Sirani                  16.10.2015