Stone!
I'll be the rock.
Crack sunny summer grazing
Maybe like the other guys smile
Liberation is like death.
Gradually the truth is like the sun in the dark.
Birds sing in the morning may be
Peal of thunder cloud, cloud.
I will remain the same.
Around a political statement, communist procession.
Even in the dark footpath
Embrace death
Child hunger.
Epidemics, droughts, floods will be destroyed.
Perhaps deep beneath the water
Otherwise, on the sand of the sea ....
I am one such stone.