...are we too busy?

Doing what?!

If not being happy,

then why...?

don't we just default on the debt,

disobey the State,

snatch those holy books off their pedestal

and retire the word 'late'?


are we so bonded

to money,



and time?

Are we even aware

that every one

of these chains

begins and ends

in the mind?

Does freedom have a price tag?

What is happiness defined?

And if we know it’s going to happen

then why are we afraid to die?

Is it only a matter of time

before each of us realize

that we can't afford

to seek permission

to ask the question