I am separate
I am distinct
Do not consider me
Equal with others
Even though I am
Sitting eating walking fighting
Breathing speaking and doing
All sorts of works among them
I know the truth and
The Truth is that
I am doing nothing
It is the actions themselves
They are being done
And I am no way related
And if you are capable enough
Catch hold of them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem