Healing comes now
With words diffusion
Of ticking time-bombs.
Joy in the physical lasts mere moments
Doesn’t persist long enough to evacuate the pain.
Placation of our emotions, only reveals
The problem still deeper within (or without) .
Amendment of the soul comes from action.
Mine is with words that when created
Open the flood gates within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem