WITHOUT ANSWER
Poem by Chan Mongol
February 11 of 2020
Time is running out but still without answer
Why seen and unseen are in the sky far?
Stars twinkle, the sun and moon are same
No change, nor new birth or death in them!
They cause the tide and ebb always here
They are influencing on liquid and water.
We call ours brain what never had perfection
Unknown stays unknown beyond assumption.
Only permanents are real, not the temporary
We are temporary, come hurry and go hurry!
Death falsifies anything we achieve or discover
Money, politics, countries, weapons, religions are!
Accessories for hallucination, illusion and delusion
Brain has no power but used to do discrimination.
Perhaps, animals laugh at humans for hyper activities
Animals are more advanced than the human series.
This earth and beings are recycled-refurbished
We came to exist as spits of gods increased.
Where do they spit? They spit down to the earth
Spits of gods made air, water, soil and our birth.
Bubbles of spits dry up and we die to disappear
Back to electron, neutron, proton to go too far!
Those in the sky got no life and they are lifeless
Mystery of gods none of us can ever solve, trace!
Conventional religions are OK but divided all beings
Who will eat what and how to eat are main things!
So is the discipline to make a society united and clean
Myths are aromas and flavors for the religious doctrine.
One functioning god or many there, I don't care
I never touched, never hugged anyone there!
Many are obsessed with stones but not me
I am stunned, astonished for life and death mystery!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem