A thanks to my mentors
Poem
This may not be
But truth it is.
Confused I ask:
-what is a poem?
-what is the truth?
I think
-on these topics
And think and
Think
Almost go crazy
Fear to lose the core…
No…no…no…
I think and detour
Fast
Very fast…
-they…
Mean to say:
-know their time
-their limit
-their need
-and…
I swear they read the time
They recognize the light
-light of the day and the night
-and the bulb that comes on
-as well as my power, being around
-they have great sense of smell
-they never need hearing aid
-have seen them drink water
-watch them bite the food
-enjoy having them with all of my hate
-I wonder...always…how can they?
-so small and so clever…cockroaches
-they are my great, huge daily lessons
-yes…even for a dumb person like me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem