when i left home
i was with
strength and then
i tread the ways of life
and met
beauty and lust
and love
desire
i thought i had what
it takes
to be tough
in all these
i plunge and
take the swim of life
in the oceans
of its depths
i join caprice and whims
and bias
and prejudice
and when age crawl
over my forehead
taking away
my hair and
aggression
i realize i am weak
i give in
to the wishes of death
i embrace
the acceptance
of my humanity
and then i give myself
a name: man
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem