Ours - no one, nothing.
Ours - not even this life.
Still, we take care all,
And we cry, we smile, we
Express anger, love and we
Show our honesty, integrity.
All for what
That we know not.
We change our faces,
Knowing all emptiness,
We count numbers
As helpless watcher.
All fractured,
Mirror.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
life is for nothing and still, we live