Speak to me
in the language of the few,
tell me 'bout
things I thought I knew.
This world's like
a giant vulture's nest;
time for me
to rise and join the best.
If you like
then please do make it so,
that I may
know just which way to go.
And I will learn
to live without my pain,
and living so
will not return again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is an amazing prayer not short at all... good write Rema