You may call it a life,
Because there are humans,
Who have occupied,
The space.
In a world,
Full of criticism,
Non-mellifluous,
And merciless.
Purgatory
And unsavoury living
Senseless,
And mostly shameless,
Impudent people.
I call it hell!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very well written and meaningful poem, Samkelo. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks very much Kelly.