Empty stomach alcohol.
Wao what great desert in front.
Then a cigarette and
Stuff like that.
Finally food to
Compromise life and living.
To drowsiness and sadness
And ill health.
To save someone from addiction
By discipline of the
world time table.
Or the going and coming
Of people and things.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Going and coming of people and things