All around I find great grace
But without human face.
What has happened to man
Where has gone Adam's rece?
Houses don't like neighbours
As masters hate beggars;
Streets don't like children
Glances fall like daggers.
Leaves, wings have been banished
Ancient links now finished;
Winds and clouds need not come
Or they will be punished.
Charming stars charm no more
Moon light enters no door;
East is west, west is east
Now are lost directions four.
Roads are dead without sigh
Vehicles make cry on cry;
Ah! from earth's dead body
Man's hopeless soul did fly.
Your poem embraces so many ideas; ethical, religious and spiritual deterioration in the society. Truth described in a masterly way. have you read Eliot's The Hollow men'?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's now a mechanical world only machines and computers seem to matter. Nice poem.