A man sits alone
Before all his peers
'Can he not see? ' they ask
'Dare he not speak? ' he leers
Everything is not alright
For this caged man
Go along your road
Home is where you make your stand
I do not claim to know it all
Knowing is to be trapped in a cage
Losing what you wish was true
Making what doesn't exist real
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem, loved the last two lines.