Since expression of true feeling is
impossible, I survive suppression
by extrovert talking, channeling
emotions into other outlets to
forestall explosion
If feelings of distaste were unleashed
for boring, useless, political articles,
my future would be a straightjacket,
including permanent sedation; not
a bad alternative…
May this world come to an end in
a fabulous conflagration of exci-
ting Armageddon proportions,
may new life-forms evolve
never conceiving of
‘Religion’ and ‘Duty’!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I agree may the new existences exist without all these rules and damnations - may it be as joyfull as our next form of existence is going to be also..