Freedom
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 some rebellious free fishes.
Maybe my wounded soul for once,
Experience the real taste of freedom.
For, I was born, lived and died in captivity.
M. Sirani 14.06.2017
