THIS IS A COLLECTION OF SHORT POEMS UNDER A SINGLE TITLE
LXIX. greed is holding a star in your hand
and clutching it until it is at your mercy
these are the fools who simply pluck stars from the sky
they will never know the weight of the star
or the responsibility to care for them.
What did you think when you read that? What did you feel? Even if it was the most unintelligible scene or incomprehensible nonsense, tell me, please. I'd like to know