in the midst
of this misery
one eventually
learns to accept
as is, and where
is.
as people panic
someone decides
to stay calm.
and he becomes
the spectator
unaffected and
numb.
he will not
bother about the
number of who
are dead and who
are alive.
he is riding
on earth and
it will not be
forever.
to where he is
going
he is not bound
what stories
to tell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem