the storms
and drought
the devastation
of the quakes and
floods
no way
they cannot affect
him
anymore
he is the stone
that hits your forehead
he'd been hurt
but not anymore
he hurts and will
always hurt
in all the times of
his numbness
wasn't it you babe
who told him
not to mind
feelings?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem