The preacher in the duck blind
asks, 'Why seek succor
when a man need only ask
in order to receive it.'
Moles don't have a choice.
They live underground
their entire lives
without a periscope.
The sun is not for them
nor the moon or stars
unless a mole at night
slithers from its burrow
to look around and finds
a gray wolf waiting.
Seeking succor isn't wise,
a mole is quick to learn.
No teat or udder after infancy
provides the succor needed.
Worse, no rocket ship can take
a man or mole to heaven.
The preacher in the duck blind
asks, 'Why seek succor
when a man need only ask
in order to receive it.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem