Where shall I go
And learn how to live.
I want to know
The art of dying also.
I failed to file
My grievance petition
Before my direct authority,
The middle men are
Expliting me here
Like anything.
One middle man is telling
He has hijacked the revolution,
Another said he has hijacked the hijacker,
The authority said he has trapped everyone.
It is my misfortune
I am unable to search my life,
But going towards death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem