I don't answer the question asked:
Do you want to escape?
I have too many tasks
And too much at stake.
I wonder how long the offer remains;
If it'll still be there when I am in pain.
I refuse, yet I accept, the gracious gesture
When I slip away to the water, so calm and so pure.
While I wade my days away in this wet paradise,
My loved ones are abandoned to endure torture and vice.
And so I vow never to come back and luxuriate
Until all of us are able to escape.
