the farmer was so impatient
about how the rice seeds are growing
wasting so much of his time
his needs not instantly fulfilled
he has to buy his food and pay his rent
and send his children to school and so
one day
fed up with his poverty and going crazy
he stretches all their stalks
forcing them all to flower instantly and make the grains turn to gold
the sun shies away
the clouds turn to gray
and then it rains all day
feeling his pain his dismay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem