"For kisses from the fairest of girls
And the very truth which leave his lips
Only bring different illusions
Of the void you need to fill your wits

And the games that we play each day
Many of us use to keep us sane
Bring with it lines that gash our face
The tainting and demise of our human race

But dare I say 'I love you'
That I won't be mad at you my friend
That I understand why you must make this journey
That unfortunately, it is a circle without end"

Excerpt from 'NOMAD' by Jair Ananda Massiah