Listen to my question carefully;
Who is the real father?
Really, who is the father?
And whose father?
And how is the father?
And since when father?
Is fatherhood is in dispute?
Is your opinion perfect and good?
I am in doubt.
Who am I?
With no flimsy words
I fly away to the sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem