The Road

by Marin Sorescu, Romanian poet

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 by Marin Sorescu, Romanian poet

Deep in thought and hands behind my back
I'm walking on the railway,
The straightest possible road.

From behind, at full speed,
A train is approaching
That never heard about me.

This train - old Zeno be my witness -
Will never catch up with me,
Because I shall always have an advance
On all the things that do not think.

And even if, brutally,
It will pass over me,
There will always be a human
To walk in front of it
Deep in thought
And hands behind his back.

As I am doing right this minute
In front of the black monster
Approaching at a frightening speed
And who will never catch up with me.

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