let me be so mad
that there's nothing good nothing bad
that there's nothing mine nothing yours
no significance of seconds no count of hours
no shame no blame
of what use are these reference levels
these comparisons
these standards
these rules
lets all of us agree we are fools
let me simplify me. simplify my need
let me be...
my only judge my only priest...
I admit your poetry seems to remind me of song lyrics most of all (but still, really good ones)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Machiavellianism starts from here perhaps and the world make conquests for emancipation.Delivered well these feelings in connection to those...