And so you sit there ever stationery
Vegetating in your room
Make plans, go out and have fun
You have so many years to bloom
Casting back on the past that’s gone
Holds you in that binding rut
Friends from that past have now moved on
Childhood’s book is firmly shut
Still sitting there aren’t you? Wasting time
Opposing those indifferent thumbs
Nine bells of that clock chime
To you, the people will not come
Confinement does a lot to a person
Makes his mind play tricks
Believing things that are nothing at all
Nervous twitching and ticks
Your perception of that ugly mug
Staring back in the mirrored glass
Causes you to glug, glug, glug
Though interpretation, dons many masks
Some despise for personal anguish
Lifting the laminated load
These you must so surely vanquish
Discard this negative mode
The majority are friends you’ve never met
Most you never will
But in your space are rooms to let
Go out and make the kill
So why are you still sitting in that chair?
Encroaching on dust’s hour
Pick out the various clothes you’ll wear
You possess all power
The world now is eagerly waiting
Grasp it with strong hands
No time for hapless gyrating
Go out and walk this land
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A smile to my face did you so bring all I can offer is Thank You in return