What are we?
Are we human or
Are we just some creatures
Destroying everything in our way?
Thought about it and think about it.
War world one, war world two.
We vanish our self.
After that,
We targeted on environment.
And now,
We are making seedless fruits.
Are we planing to make the freezing life dispel, sir?
I asked them.
They responded very politely to me
That,
'We are just making some moneys, son.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem