Being shown how useless life can be, seeing a gnarled
old tree standing dead upon the earth like me.
Thank God for friends who show and make you face the
truth of an aging life.
There's no more bargaining to be done, all is gone,
it was only empty desire.
There's no use trying to succeed, even a close friend
sees no more need of it.
Pressing you to stay while pushing you away, tells all
one needs to know.
There are no more episodes left to write, because life
is useless and should be put out of sight and mind.
That's the truth spoken by a friend as life ends with
the love of his.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem