Sisyphus Of The Modern World
Rating: ★5.0
Translated by Przemyslaw Musialowski 9/27/2019
You are the Sisyphus of the modern world,
you try to move the boulder in the streets
narrow and winding, but it's so heavy
and getting heavier on the scale of passing time,
you are getting older and older after every midnight,
so your figure - becomes angular,
and the cobble-stoned street trodden and slippery;
the gutter has overgrown from all kind of the sewage
- you have scratches that don't want to heal,
the cataract has crept into worn-out eyes.
Youth has betrayed you, but not only you
- you'll get a wreath at the big funeral.
Copyright © by Wieslaw Musialowski 12/4/2018
Friday, September 27, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: contemporary,life,modern,philosophical ,world