I am darkness
Without which there could be no light
I am pain
Without which there could be no bliss
I am hatred
Without which there could be no love
I am the dog, awaiting his master's return
Kicked for blocking the gate
I am the goat, led outside the city walls
To be torn apart by wolves, to redeem those within
I am murky water, washing the dirt from your hands
Discarded as no longer fit for use
My vapor rising to the heavens
Will fall on you again, clean and pure
I will continue to guard you with my life
My blood and bones will fertilize your fields
And I will wet your fruits and grains
Causing them to grow and ripen
For I have not the courage to fight your battles
Nor the strength to bear your burden
My place is to take your disgrace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Every line a gifted image with this very strong emotional poem. Top marks.
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