How doleful this life

Don’t know why

I was born to this world

Unclear what is the purpose

Of my existence

Can’t foresee the future

Unsure where my path will lead

Don’t know when my breath will end

In what way I shall leave

How sorrowful is this life

Joys are superficial and transient

They always dwindle into nil or sadness

Sorrows hammer hard

Then sink deep and cling tenaciously

Even though I try to be happy

The world keeps feeding me

Depressing news

Environment deteriorates fast

Owing to men’s deeds

No guarantee for a safe journey

Counting the most powerful man on Earth

By Shih-Fang Wang

From: United States