I told myself I would not ask questions
That were not constructive and crazy
I told myself:
Enough is enough
I must stop being childish and lazy
‘Committed to work’
Is all I’ve heard
But I never execute it
And hence to myself I said
“Be serious and plan ahead
How you’re born, who cares much about it.”
* * * * * * * * * *
One day in church Father said
“Ask, and you will be answered.”
And I raised my hand
And took a stand
And said, “God never bothered.”
Just then Father asked me why so
And I told him about my questions
I waited and waited
but God never answered
And left me in suspense and vexations
Father said “Look around you
What you see and all that happened
Are actually God’s answers”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem