Life is unconscious.
Caught up in a process
of thoughtless societal nonsense
Flaunting misconduct
amongst the subconscious
like it's harmless.
Mistrust is thrust upon fondness.
Left in a mess of distress,
I forgot where I lost this
and it haunts us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really a concise and witty bit of verse elegantly penned with artistic brilliance.