mama had favored you.
we were humiliated.
set aside like wastes.
we embraced silence.
no choice. how can we
hate mother anyway?
well, it is all about
money. Something we
never really need.
we only need enough.
we had it somehow.
you shall amass what
is unnecessary and we
just stare at all these.
you are old, no one lives
forever. the days are running
fast like a rabbit.
we are contented with
what is in our hands.
we travel to places.
we talk to strangers.
we had enough pictures.
we only had ourselves.
Light is free, so is air.
The road is long and wide
and winding. Myriad
choices whom to be with.
Even in funerals of
friends, we avoid you.
Evil spirit. Crazy woman.
Avarice and greed combined.
may you not die.
may you be eternally damned
to life and old age.
may you belong to the
earth forever.
may you not know where
is home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem