I don't think I'll write poems any more
People don't read them or understand them
People don't even understand themselves
Let alone other people and their writings
In any case they have neither reason nor rhyme
And the rhythm is just a matter of opinion
No one will notice their absence or miss them
Even though personally I quite like reading them
So this one will have to be just for you
You unstoppable egocentric old fool
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem