A poem in Prison

There...
Those are travelling a thousand miles;
And invented land and river routes.
Defending the natural instabilities with human power,
They who had succeed have its own goal
and human its own right.

We,like frogs in the track of cows
considering it as a universe,
have no invention and creation.

Actually,
We struggle, strive and get up whenever we fall down
but our labor was in vain and still missing the way.
The noise of human right spread wide and far, too.

My beloved friend !
They are men and we're too
yet..what differentiate us.

We can see clearly, though we do not think it over,
And if we blame our fate
not seeking for solution instead,
Our lives will incessantly fall like withered leaves in the autumn.

eanisoe