One finger whisper at me
I made some mistake
Admitted and let me go
I never fear for what I did
I trust in truth and justice
I never bow injustice
I may admit it’s my mistake
I admit it for others pleasure
It’s your ego all mumble
It’s the proud of truth I said
Who admits; yes it’s my mistake
Few to land just for today
Mistake is just a perception of time
Today one finger lilt at me
Tomorrow rest four raise at you
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Boldness to face is he theme o9f this poem and it is true one must be bold enough particularily a poet/poetess thank you