Cover yourself with blankets
Of reasoned argument
If you want
Bury yourself under mounds
Of deep philosophies
If you like
Extinguish the light at
The end of the tunnel
If you dare
But then how could you hope
To find anything in
The darkness?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I see someone buried beneath white rugs and blankets, hiding from the truth. A good read.