Who am I to see my future?
I know not what is the future
And where is the future?
Simply speaking I am a
Mere creature and busy in
Eating, walking, sleeping
Sexing, and I know I am
A man of loud making here.
Is there any meaning in
Anything? I asked often.
No one is here to give me
Some light and say something
Valuable to me or to
Any other person.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
valuable lights are there within..