We are no human…
That simple
Like always people walk
Eat and talk; laugh, smile
Or idle, sit in thoughts
That simple; this is life.
“It is sad”
He told me when came back.
Was with me in morning;
For a chat and coffee…
A young man, turned black.
“Hung himself; behind back…”
He went on: “Cannot be recognized.”
What happened?
What went wrong?
We don’t see, are blind…
We breathe; world goes on.
No one cares
For the eyes, and the hearts
In waiting to hug him…! ! !
No one cares;
That simple.
I like to bow to cows
I heard them raising voice
Called out-loud:
“Who killed you? ”
They had felt bloodshed.
We are no human…
Savages in cities, in school…studies…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem