ask, please ask, if you have the heart
every moment that you do good for another
if it pleases her too
in the same manner that we do not really want to hurt or inflict
what innate badness we keep
we must always ask
if the other is enjoying what we do and we keep on doing
ask, and you must know if the good that you do is good for the other
for in truth we do not know where that person is going
his needs and wants, his dreams and wishes,
his past traumas, his scruples
and unresolved conflicts
so please my friend, i have to tell you again
the good that you have done in me has hurt me and that is the truth
when you laugh, you have become the worst person that i have known and met
when you say it does not matter, you have become a worm
a parasite to my body and by all means
forgive me when i finally decide to
deform you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem