i am have been
a slave to the rhythm
still it let me beat
let me resound
the sphere of this
forsaken sacred ground
i am have been
a slave to the rhythm
i wrote it in my silence
it let me be the guidance
a prematurely grown soul
looking for the holiness whole
the holiness whole
the holiness
whole
whole
whole
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem