we all die
and we all resurrect
and you said
it is in fact
everyday
perfectly normal...
that is how it is.
and we are not bothered
by all these.
perfectly normal
as we keep on writing
and writing and writing
despite the fact
that no one is actually
reading...
so what? here we are
just doing it
and we keep on living
hopefully, not bothering
but just as i first said it
perfectly normal...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem