Enjoying the song of black and white -
just the way I say everything and see
it - never seen in gray.
Nothing is creeping down sidelines, staying
forthrightly in straightened lines, never
ever veering.
Complicated strings of thought are eliminated
in songs, filled with black and white - no
signs of tracing backwards into edges off to
the side.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem