Who, what, why,
When, where,
And related
So many questions
Are there
As before.
What is it about?
How did it happen?
Why does it matter?
What next?
And so many
Questions remain
Unanswered.
And life is going
On its own way
Without any care,
Careless.
And the sun is
Rising daily
With no intention.
Air to air
Fighting is going on
With no result.
And daily we see
The smiles of
The moon
And the flowers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem