Last sunday,
In a car accident, I lost them;
as Maker roots descend to earth,
my wailing sound, fuses the darkness:
My Wife, with my daughter,
evaporates from the bosom of life;
Me, with my son questing here,
watching sky so as to being parallel in there eyes:
The above 'two Stars' are on my gravity circle,
For me to take care;
and, the gravity of mine, is to hold
the 'Blue star', My loving son:
'Black star' on earth,
I am a 'Black' one, alone on Earth;
I know the rain is your tears;
My gravity is still moving for them:
I am a linking 'Black Star' on earth,
who is now having gravity more than them:
The 'two stars', i know,
both my Stellas are moving for my son:
I want them, to be part of my life again,
as there is ours son;
and, for the sake of whom,
I always be a 'Black'..'a Black' one;
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem