Hmmm, l lost my past
Am fighting for today
Although past is past but it still queries my future
What do I do as the future that is not sure is my hope
isn't that a paradox?
I am shouting but my voice is not heard
The new generation do not care
As my experience look like ….
I cannot retire now as age is till on my side in this 50s
Before you say do l wasted the past
Today I have wealth, wisdom and wife but till querying and questioning myself
I hope is not too much or when do I rest from my labour
As life has tutor that the most difficult thin in life is simple thing
Or after the daily bread what again do I want?
9/13/2026.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem