How can one have a Poem
When Fear inside is the Soul
And all I know now is
Uncertainties
About those I love?
How can one have a poem
When all the real questions of my life
Will not be solved or helped by what I write now?
How can I have a Poem now
Except as a small tranquillizer
To keep myself somehow less in fright
As I go to do
The small errands of life
Which done
Will not save anyone
But may make better feeling possible
Later?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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