If the Roses disappear
the Violets still stand for demonstration
...
A huge book to read
Is like
Along way to walk
If you are unable to touch
...
Might be all night long
My poem Sacrificing itself
Until reaching your breath,
and waking you up
...
Our lives have been taken
We are the people always in the papers
papers of war
papers of violence, torture...
...
You are every where
Never been established
You are SO Unlucky
...
In all years
How many times
I begged to you
with my knee down
...