I kissed the justice without emotion,
burned it in the ground with a past devotion,
and my old notion drifts endlessly in the ocean,
swaying and shaking my everyday motion.
I cuddle the injustice with a whole-hearted support,
after digging it up from the forgotten grave,
My vision reaches its blinded port,
It is my new life, set for emptiness, I can't be saved.
Lovely poem, written with insight in poetic diction. All that is required to be saved is Faith. FAITH KEEPS THOSE THAT KEEP THE FAITH - Mother Teresa. Thanks for sharing and do keep it up. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great start with a nice poem, Maciej. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks