How tempting it is to disappear
An engimatic thought
To leave the clangorous cities, evade the wars
To create a thickening plot
Left to your own resources
Nothing but deafening quiet
To forget your own name and the past that you had
Only to know the stories told by the griot
Starting from scratch like our ancestors
Becoming one with nature
It’s much lovelier than people
Out life would be easier with nothing to wager