Galaxies
When we are dead, religion and a belief in heaven
Will not save anyone. You will join the ranks of the non-existence time zone. Is this so bad?
But remember the implication, especially if you are
too old to get a ticket on the Rom ferry to other galaxies, which is a dream of what is a picture
The inside of your brain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem