Nothingness
In old days, I recall
-when the cats were free
-fought for food, used tricks
-they could be enemy
-to every family
-that stored for saving
-what would be remaining
-of the dish prepared
That in why cats were caught
-pushed in bags and taken
-to distance, far away
-then released
Poor cats were confused
-"where the hell can be this? "
Today in a park I
-did the same to cockroach
-she had gone to eat my
-crackers in the car
I snapped she fell down
-could read what she murmured:
-"where the hell can be this? "
Meant to talk and lecture:
-"Nothingness is same as stardom
-both of them are ancient
-with first find selflessness
-in second pretence is framed! "
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem