The unspeakable story was told
Hymn some lines, lips were dried-up
Reason to crawl is not light
Unclaimed soul
To wage faith of compassion
We demand an extra truth
The unhidden facts of life were resolved
Per written might be slain upon paper
Ink of tears
In certainty
The claimable equality
Muted in yesterday rain
Readable and justifiable
Provocation shall never be parted
Ignorance kills
Absolutely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really great poem, like it, a great write. may i invite you to read my new poem called, The Devils Hands,