Proud
He inside Bus-Stop, and pride
has filled him; his head up.
Seems to say:
“This is me; I am I.”
His beard very long
Poor, weary
His backpack seems to talk:
“Who gives damn, life is short; we small…”
“All of his belongings fills one palm.”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The last verse kept me in thought :) a thoughtful one
Thank you and I am open to learning...