What to do with this life?
Who has given me the right
To take away the life of others?
Is there any difference between
One and another?
I am asking the air and the water
And they are listening me and
Going on their own way.
I am asking the blue sky
And the sky shows me the earth
With the light of the sun and the moon.
I am the foolish one,
Not playing my part in proper way
Disturbing the spectators on the way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem