After school
Almost at each “Stop”
One stops with the sign
Says: “Stop”
A world is in each one
Fat outside and is bald
Crippled, wrinkled face
Too old and unable
Sitting or working hard
Pushing a pole’s button
Changing lights to “Stop”
School time is over
Pedestrians are teachers, students
Extreme in their age and actions
Elderly and expert, or small children.
Between those extremes
There are youths who don’t care.
What a world to stop watch “Stop”
And people who cross or “stop”.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem