We sat looking at the bright screen
I read the words imprinted on it
I paused
For I did not understand
I looked up at her and asked her what it ment
She told me
Slowly and Cauciously she told me
Examining my reacation carefully
I stopped
I stopped then apolegized
For I could not imagine being in her position
It pains me to think about it
For the people in this world
Are cruel and wrong
And the others
The others and just inoccent victums of there painful game
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem