It’s the most complicated thing ever known
He goes on without sense of bearing of what is
Or what could become of his life
In fact he doesn’t know what has become of his life
Lost in a storm of the century he’s swirling
There is no life raft or no help in sight
No may day and no time for a call of help
It strikes suddenly and without remorse
Welcome to the mind of a shell shocked individual.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem