The moment of going mad is so critical
In this moment a man
goes to the no man’s land of two different worlds
Then he cannot be identified as a man
of this world
or
that world
This landless state is so critical
If you
ever
fall in such a no man’s land
It will be wise hurriedly
to choose one world
If a bit late
You will be chained
And you cannot
come out
from the isolated and cursed
world
You will cry for help
But no one can trace out
its meaning
For, your cry
will be broken into two
Half of it will reach this world
the remaining
the other world.
