He runs around the campus premises
All of his life, but the gate were closed all the time.
The wall is too high though he tries to jump
And the sentry is very rough inquires the documents.
He holds only his tattered certificate of birth
And it's already expired it seems for the enrollment.
(I dedicate this poem to Virginia Tech Campus victims.)
Your poem expresses to me hopelessness. 'Expired for enrollment'? I prefer to believe it's never too late. Jump higher and you'll get over the wall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I believe it was John Kennedy who observed that life is unfair.10 for your excellent, thought provoking poem. And prayers for a better tomorrow. Warm regards, Sandra