I wish I had it in me
to care more about politics and environmentalism,
To know whether Poland is a democracy, a failed state or dictatorship,
whether the world really ends in 2050 or I should be saving for retirement.
Or to be simply like Tokarczuk and write about stuff
of purposeless, pure and senseless beauty,
But I have thoughts of the world,
and they make sense only with you.
Outside there’s only sun and trees,
occasional dead leaves playing with wind,
but who really cares about nature
when happiness is at stake?
Why to clean the atmosphere if not to count stars beside you?
I’m not a bungee jumping enthusiast,
but rather the type that stares down from bridges
and thinks of all those
who didn’t care for a rope.
by Juanma
