New Aboad Poem by AFFAQ NABI

Dearest! let us leave somewhere far away.
The heart is filled with the lust of the world.
And I do believe you will still be my comfort.
May we both reveal a new universe untroubled?  
But you'll not be free, and I shall not be free!  
Let's leave, where life be not so grief-stricken,  
Where the hypocrite faces be not our lords,  
And where this brief life is not priest-ridden.
Where side walks are free from the road dogs,  
A place where a statue of beauty you'll make for our sake
What is the purpose of these cidar springs?  
Where a low man cannot lay his head for an hour late
As well as the other guy plays the safe violins
Where you're racial and he is a small angel,  
Where someone's house is burning badly,
And the earth is watching from far away in blazing red.
Ironically, all this is befalling under that ruthless sky.
Dearest! let us leave somewhere far away.
Look around, eye is passing through a peculiar cry
Alongside, the heart is filled with the lust of the world.