Broken people
Come in all forms and functions
Some cannot see
Some cannot walk
Some cannot hear
Some cannot move at all
A leg goes one way
Another cannot follow
This twists there
And that twists there
A mouth opens
And nothing comes out
Except a single syllable
Said over and over
Everyone becomes broken
If they live long enough
I am already partly broken too
And soon the terrible surprise
May come
Broken me broken world
Broken people everywhere
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Broken physically is not deleterious to the mind. What about Stephen Hawking? 10