Bamboo man

By Gou Noborio

He lives in a forest,

full of bamboo,

he sets his tent,

and sleeps,

the town call him

weird,

I call him an artist,

he makes objects

out of bamboo,

he sells, lives and breathes

bamboo,

he loves,

the bamboo,

The town call him,

crazy

I call him sane,

the man dies and

no more of that

bamboo art.