we think
we think
we little act:
we think
just think.
yet
in the thinking
there be
another civilization
to the muscled one
outside
a finer one
vehicle of greater beauty
more refined:
there be
another civilization
to the muscled one.
But
the muscled civilization
has bread has wealth
that
the finer civilization
has not:
the finds bends thus to
coarse
the mature to raw
for just survival.
And yet
we think
we think
we little act:
we think
just think.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem