it's like you were
trying to teach the moon
how to shine
the fish to swim
the bird to fly
it's like you were telling
the sky
to make boundaries
the storm to know what is calm
i guess you never know what you
are doing
but since you are a friend
i shall keep on listening
an old man begging for food
looks at you with pity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem