All we are going
Towards the station.
But nothing is there
As you know I know.
We are going nearer
And nearer the time the date.
So many curious questions
We are asking on the way.
No one is there with us
To answer up to our satisfaction.
But each one is there to go
Against another with no reason.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem