I think of freedom in my thoughts,
But these thoughts never want me to be free.
They want me to obey them forever,
They want me to seek consultant from them
Whenever I want to be free.
It’s just like trying to escape a prison,
After telling the jailor all about your plans
So let it be
Tell your thoughts that you love staying in their imprisonment
And then you will eventually be Free.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem