You
Just a skin and flesh
Boneless
Weak and poor
In heart
You are the hole
Couldn’t find the pitch
Arena of honor
Never been yours
In many games of no run
You are the coward
The fearful veil of man
To seek a truth
Within own twisted life
You are the lame.
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I would like to translate this poem
Looks like a poem about somebody to ban out of your life, to ban out of your mind to ban out of your heart I think the right thing to do is banning the guy forever out of anything Every second spent on the man seems like a second wasted. Ban him out of your life, mind and heart Make time the beautiful plans our Creator has for you. The poem is passionate and very well written.