not by cost it measured
not by glow it designs its presence
demands a heart to bleed with
the existence it continues
till its end or extinction
very much worthless to occupy
very much dirty to dignify
no match its sovereign sanctity
to be valued by wealth you possess
simply possible to make it jam
by jargon Jacques
simply possible to clarify
capacity inhuman so obsolete
depends and vary the way you move
yet it bothers no dream of winning
to fabulate inexplicably!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem