What am i supposed to see
You thrust and shove these pathetic excuses of reality into my belief.
I spit at your attempts,
show me the reality we live or i will show it to You
You are less than the air we breath.
You are not visible
You are shadows in an alleyway.
You are nothing but the blackness of space
lifeless, airless, thoughtless, mindless
evaporate into space because You are nothing more than vapour.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem