STRANGER
Extraterrestrial,
earthling of the world.
Traveler of galaxies,
in my Martian world.
Stranger to myself,
foreigner everywhere.
Pilgrim of life itself,
being of who-knows-where, one,
from nowhere through the world.
Without any country, without roots,
stranger of the globe,
small world.
Foreigner,
stranger to one,
a stranger to myself.
Without an effective nationality,
I am from where I go, without roots.
A strange feeling of not being,
I am from nowhere and everywhere,
born in a country that is not mine.
My country is the world, the entire globe.
My world is the limitless universe,
a navigator through the firmament.
Stranger to myself,
I still don't know who I am,
a strange lunatic,
Martian.
