I am lame
It is You
Who is taking me
To one place to another,
I have no hands also
See, it is You
Who is holding me.
Day and nights
My eyes are open
And yet it is You
Who is discovering me.
I am in my own
I am in my own light
To know me, you have to fight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sounds like the story of my life, I like it, funny thank you