I am very grateful,
To have writing
As a form of expression.
If I did not,
I'd be caught up
In this fiasco called humanity!
Human it is...
To numb mind of thoughts,
From liquor bought to soothe.
With too much spice,
That over supplies my vigor!
And sustains long after my brain,
Drains from restless curiousity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem