A Secret Kept Box

God forgot a box
when he left the earth

A bad joke wary in the box
The box neatly gripping a deck with missing cards.
The deck of cards cozily hiding the roguish World War III

Till now
An unfit skin laying quietly on someone who’s trying to be a man
The skin neatly gripping its filthy bank notes
The bank notes cozily hiding an unregistered key

As the box still lies in the secrets in the black sea
Till now
No one laughed the joke yet
No one played the deck of cards yet
No one dared to declare the World War III.

Naingmon Aungthwin
Translated from the Burmese by Tha Kount Tharr