there are those
who want to last forever
all efforts are towards
posterity
you dream of a long life
seven houses, seven children
seven times seven grandchildren
you store a fortune
you need a bigger storage
you save money
you make more money
you buy land you buy more land
you invest and invest and invest some more
and one day
the Lord God says it is time for you to go
and there you are
gone. gone. gone. gone. gone
ozymandiases
oh common, no one lasts forever
even the stones, the rocks, the cliffs,
the monuments
kiss the gumamela
and the woman from Guatemala.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a brilliant write...... a perfect 10+++++