A Theme Poem by Kawa Karpo

I need no safety, I'm an angle who totally preoccupied of that song of heaven and hell,
I do not possibly captured the second thought of next generation of pioneer and every detail purpose,
Then I will carry a basket of unwillingness with pacing toward the limitless suspicious,
I do not rob that wealth of those humble poets and interfere with their all interior jobs,
I do not bear that sorrow of word by myself in this night in any condition of beauty and ugliness.