I’m wanderless
I wonder
Want to escape
To way out yonder
Thought life was perfect
My blunder
I don’t ask for gift vouchers
I plunder
No lighting flash
Just thunder
Is this making sense?
I maunder
I’m sorry
Can I fight any longer?
I’m wonderless
I wander
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem