We are so alike
to each other,
and yet so different
and so listless
to each other...
We meet daily on our way
and avoid to look into each other’s eyes.
Sometimes we listen to our neighbours,
but we don't hear them,
obsessed by our daily problems.
We hide as the rats in the houses,
attracted by vacuity
and we do not look for each other,
and do not find each other any longer,
and even forget our God.
We sometimes pity somebody’s absence,
departed from us,
but it is much too little…
We are so alike
and yet so different
and so listless
at the other one's pains and joys.