Great canal,
I have no power
To change it,
But I have to go
Through it,
Again and again.
And I know
I am a defeated soldier
Yet I am here
To give fight.
No other alternative,
No flyover,
And I have to keep
My body and mind in balance
To proceed ahead.
Directly and indirectly
I see here the morning twilight.
But wait, let me say
Something more.
But no permission,
Yet I feel,
And I request you
To have a feeling
Of other side,
At least for the time being.
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