His Will
Giving life to this one
-is biting all my mind
A father
A daughter
(only child)
And dreams
"Like to see her wedding…"
-kept saying everywhere
- "…before come end and death."
Life went on
-both grew
-one, a bud turning rose
-another, gardener getting old
The time came
-arrived guests
-and he laughed
-and he danced
"Give me time…"
-father asked,
-was tired
-needed rest
"Hey uncle…"
-nephews called
-and nieces
- "…it is time…
-…to wake up."
No reply! ! !
They touched him
-felt like rock
-a stone, kind of cold
He was dead! ! !
Came bride
-and groom,
-few guests
She cried
-her makeup turned to mud
-on her cheeks ran flood
Repeated Hiroshima
-hearts stopped
-melted eyes
Confused everyone
-as if ants or the bees
-in their nests water or
-smoke; thick…
The father, gardener, was now dead
-daughter felt like a hen, beheaded
-she bled; blood filled everywhere
-on floor and the walls to rooftop
-no power in knees, legs
Suddenly, a voice of elderly
- "The wedding must go on! "
- "No! No! No! " she cried.
Some listened and blushed
-all were shocked
-elderly's talk went on:
- "Since this is his own will,
-for his love must fulfil…"
Some thought of his soul
-and
-some, body; still warm
Most approved
- "Must fulfil the dead's will."
Daughter bowed and nodded
-to the words of preach…got married.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem