Today  I am a leaf 
Clinging to a tree cut down for its own good 
Today I am a leaf 
Grasping at the limb of a long dead memory 
Hoping it might let me live 
Today  I am a leaf 
Fallen from my tree collected off the ground and shoved into a trash bag by the very same people who cut down the tree that kept me from falling as if it was my fault that I was on the ground 
Today I am a leaf
 inching towards an incinerator that will turn me into dust and shoot me back into the sky where I belong 
today I am a leaf 
paying  my dues for the capital crime of staying where we left me 
with the added charge of premeditated uncontrollable circumstance
today I am a leaf 
tomorrow I am dust 
today I am  a prisoner 
tomorrow I am free 
today I am a leaf 
tomorrow I am the air you breath                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
very beautiful and it is the only truth, thanks.