The Death Poem Poem by Kinsley Lee
The Death Poem
The Drums hasten the men's passing away.
The fall wind's gusting, the sun is going to down in the twilight.
They say, to the otherworld, no saloons on the way.
Then, where shall I rest tonight?
(Translated by Kinsley Lee)
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The original poem was written in Chinese letters by Sam-Mun, Seong, translated in English by Kinsley Lee.
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