I don't fear getting broken again,
crushed into pieces
washed away with monsoon rain.
All that I fear is to be found
littered in a drain.
And then being put together
in someone else s fancy frame.
So just brake me
and spread me around
let my soul be free
in a body never bound
Nalini Chaturvedi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/identity-83/