Rock on the bottom,
Of the mountain,
Askedto come up,
And take it top,
Then roll it down.
why should I do it?
Don't think me, an idiot.
Rock laughed,
Then said.
I am asking,
The same thing,
You all are doing,
morning to evening.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We human beings are madly repeating the same dogrun althrough the ages. This poem reflects that truth