the time of forgiveness
is now and here
pity for the blue
pity for the moon
pity for the red
pity for the earth
but not pity for the sun
and the sun explodes with laughter
nobody commiserates for me
and I haven't pity for you
the pity is a snail
hidden in the world
and the sun dreams away
of another earth
I'm worthy of that
the time of forgiveness
is not
now and here
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem