Author Sonja Arntzen The temples are wealthy but the Gozan are declining; there are only false masters, there are no true masters. I would like to pick up a pole and become a fisherman, but these days, on the lakes and seas, a contrary wind blows. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments