The cripple can still dream
of walking without other people's eyes
looking at his legs.
He can still imagine
himself dancing with a smiling lady
on the dancefloor.
He can still fantasize
that he can dance and dance.
He can still want
to have his toe stepped on.
The cripple can still feel
the pain and he can still forgive
and he can still have some romance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem