To Those Concerned

A poem about searching for something that doesn't exist.

Today a bird fell down to the Earth,
and a buck soared into the sky;

The lion didn’t hunt down its prey,
and not a single person wondered why.

The Earth was frozen, the lake an ice,
its cinders flew upwards into the sky;

A new-born looked up with hate in its eyes,
and the mother swore never to hold her child;

To those concerned of the well-being of men,
may find them in this non-existent world, living a harmonious life.