Appreciation of Modern Poetry with Dialogue as the Theme

Father, stand up, haven't you always encouraged me like this?

No, this body is too heavy, and it has finally reached the end.

Hold my hand as before, father.

Son, I am so weak that my hand is held by its own weight.

I can't earn it.

Father, why don't you breathe or drink water?

No, soon I will become air, water and everything.

Father, what will you eat from now on?

Dirt? Seeds? Silence? No, I don't know either

But I know I will never go hungry again.

The watch on your wrist has stopped. Let me wind it.

No, my child, I don't need time anymore.

Then let me put your shoes on.

No, this road doesn't need me anymore.

Father, do you still read this book?

Look, but I can't open my eyes.

Maybe I should read some books without eyes.

Father, do you want a fishing rod, too?

No, from now on, every old fisherman by the river is me.

I am the faithful shadow behind them.

Dad, today is your birthday.

Yes, I am going to be born in another world.

Father, why did you abandon me?

No, you've been following me.

I just entered another room.

Soon you will find its door, too.

Father, I want to hear from you.

So listen, I've been talking about it in your memory.

But, father, how much I love you.

Good boy, me too, and death can't stop it.