STOP THIEF!
Big scarecrow’s shadow
climbs into the driver’s seat
as if to steal car
we standing like two scarecrows
until the sun arrests him.
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SCARECROW READS TOO MUCH PHILOSOPHY
If no one sees me
falling down the scarecrow thinks:
“Am I real or not? ”
“You are real to me! ” I grin
setting him upright again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem