A Freeman’s Utopia

It’s a protest; a revolt, it’s nihilism too,
My moth­er­land has no bor­ders, no demar­ca­tion, no bound­aries,
I didn’t open my eyes to one flag,
To one chunk of land,
To one pass­port,
To a dis­tin­guished nation­al­i­ty,
I opened my eyes to this plan­et, our moth­er Earth