In the hidden part thou shalt make me to know
wisdom. Psalm 51
That young man
firing his Kalashnikov
into the playground
has been made to know
the hidden part.
Me, I want to pray.
I’m on my knees.
But all I am is screaming
I don’t know what for. Maybe
the best God can do is pay no mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really great poem, like it, a great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, I Fear.