People going somewhere
destinations unknown
vacations,
business trips,
or just
trying to get home.
Some in groups
others alone;
all kinds of people
all on the roam,
going and going
to all kinds of places
a million destinations
and a million faces.
And none of them smile;
they all seem to be lost
in the journey.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem