Spring again!
God is kind enough to bless me with
One more year to unknow the world
to count more blessings each passing day
to bestow me with silver treasure
Whatever mankind taught me
in all these years of peaceful war
that become headlines, every five years
While I rest on my chair, sipping tea
to unlearn everything that were once taught
but now stands untrue the test of time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem