The meaning of revolution
is far from me.
No one is there and
nothing is there to apologize.
The revolution is
coming out from me
and I myself is the prey.
No specific reason is
there and still I
cried out in horror.
Neither fire nor water
is there to adduce
evidences against or for
the revolution that is going on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem