the past has come to an end
it has been a living dead
nine lives were not enough
it took just one and it stopped.
the wandering soul uncovers
six years of imprisonment is over
and now let not the heart falter
insurmountable maybe the barriers...
words spoken are seldom futile
and eyes see actions beguile
yet a wandering soul will never tire
to walk with faith a million miles....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem