You wish to tie me down,
To a host of your excuses lived.
And I refuse to have any part of this.
Whether you choose to do or not,
Gather your family and friends...
To accuse me of things I never did.
Nor am I seeking your forgiveness.
And this you should come to grips with...
To satisfy any urge you might have,
About understanding that path I walk on!
My feet are not planted and move forward.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem