Ah, it is so short!
Yet we are all here
And telling ourselves
So big!
It is all for nothing,
Our going and coming
Our roaring and crying
It is all for nothing.
No use of any big word,
Nothing is there as
Backward or forward.
We are, where we are.
No meaning of close
Or open but not waste.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem