I don't know who they think they are talking to.
Or where their minds are.
Since the 50's,60's or 70's no longer exist.
And the 80's and the 90's have also long gone.
And yet they speak to me as if,
I stand in the midst of a playground.
And I am prepared to play dodge ball.
And after that...
We all will share laughs over our enjoying,
The eating of cookies and having a glass of milk.
What has happened to the minds of these people?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem