So much water has been passed
Since my last song from my heart
For long I haven’t seen my face
In retaliation of the of ugliness
Of human soul, and I stop. too, to smell
The fresh fragrance of the soil
Since it has been fed with human blood
So many days have been passed
I have had my last laugh from my heart
When I saw devils to do the fierce duel
Over a tiny piece of land or for a drop of oil
Since then I have not slept well
A marked write, speaks for many hearts...in a perfect length...there are many situations in which one can quote: Since then i have not slept well! ! !
Lost sleep In retaliation of the of ugliness of human soul. Deep concern for realities seen. Beautifully presented.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
devils duel over many thing in life. Oil seems to be a main concern with land second a good write