I was born in the woods
a jungle of bricks
among a parade of lost souls
every soul fighting for their lives
every hand trying to sell their soul
for the next shiny toy
a shiny new brick
in another part of the jungle
lives lost, lives missed.
I was born in the woods
a jungle of bricks
among a parade of lost souls.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem... I like it!