At the cross road,
a path that saw through the town;
under the bamboo,
where the leaves had fallen.
There goes DIRISU,
raven and stark-
he has a message; strangely so.
These ones are mad;
see how they stand and stare-
From their class rooms,
to their homes;
in the pages of their texts they met with doom.
These ones are mad;
see how they stand and stare-
A strange tongue,
a strange mind;
a strange understanding they have found.
These ones are mad;
see how they stand and stare-
In their tokens,
in their manners;
even their clothings attest their madness.
These ones are mad;
see how they stand and stare-
They acquire knowledge,
and oppose to wisdom;
what a strange ailment, one of its' kind.
These ones are mad;
see how they stand and stare-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem