The madman at the roadside,
Waves and smiles genially,
As he looks for any answer,
Why he is tied in the dark.
He seems to deeply ponder,
Furiously wants to discover,
And reach the true reason,
In order to banish his pain.
He stares around vengefully,
Never mock or provoke him,
As his tears flow copiously,
Yet he laughs uncontrollably.
Do you feel sorry for him,
Will you go away from him,
Or will you understand him,
And give the light to him?
The madman at the roadside,
With his tears and laughter,
He might be the true mirror,
Of a pure but harmed soul!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem