DON'T MURDER ME...................................
Not Like You My hands heal My hands grow I shall rise too This murder will cause you In your collective conscience This blood is warm I leave struggling on earth This soil is my witness Why you fear me I do not want to give you threats That is cowardly I want you to be free If you let me be free I can be you But I don’t want to be so I will linger on I will with patience I will give some more sacrifices I will be What I am I will not murder you I am not like you .....complementing you 10+++
Fantastic Idea of writing a poem. Perhaps it is the macro-poem ever written on the Earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Truth never die, it can be hidden for some time.But one day its light will be rise all over so clear and bright.