Smell, smell,
And it is bad.
Still, we are
Not sad,
Really, wonderful!
So many colors,
And all colors
Are in black.
Yet, our king
Hate black.
Unique- our life,
Unique- our state,
Unique-our time,
With all nothingness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We are such unique species. Thanks for sharing.