As a human you don't have,
To make mistakes and then regret,
You don't have to taste,
The forbidden fruit to get wasted,
You don't have to pretend,
As if You were wise and flawless,
When you are the one,
Though you are tested,
with so many cruel questions.
Good people may suffer,
but you have nothing to answer..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem