Howls of foxes
or
Deafening silence
No matter to the graveyard
.
You or me
The soil loves none
.
The plain lines appear
Ugly
Can’t allure you
.
Thus
While I was becoming empty
This entire world
Encroached into me
.
Thus
While I was becoming empty
Your love engulfed me
.
Then,
O!human
As I eye
On the nudity
Of our human race
I found
The deviation and crookedness
And the dreadful unevenness
Which animates
The sleeping sensitiveness
.
To nourish the humanity
Need to flare up the struggle
.
For this only dear
For you only humanity
I still alive on this earth.