I'm no less
I listen desperate for meaning.
Not a clue
I am dumb, stupid.
"Unaware" I tell me.
My backpack and some books
I'm heading to school for learning.
The last day; till return, September
But she says: "I learned it in prison."
I ponder: "Everything is, can be, a teacher and school."
On the wall in her cell she has read:
"Don't betray your comrade."
"Time will change."
Prison is school, radio is school; the walker is school
Even ant was school for Teimur
He had failed but conquered at old age.
"It climbed up the wall holding leg.
Went and fell, went and fell, went and fell.
Till at last could succeed...
I'm no less."