My dear brothers and fellows
What are you doing of you
What's between you and I
The secure border of present and past
We are living in one land
Above the death on black
You fit to seem too under
Where I live on your living.
I am no special than you
Still I am odd from you
You change, become strange
I change which I never want
Come let's come to a point
Where shall we sit on or in?
Being on you ought to return
Being in you are well very in.
the text hits the power of living. a wish a despair and the way of moving words are lovely.
last four lines brings the charm of brotherhood and answer for first line.10+10+10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good work keep it up10