God bless my little heart
And all it might
Learn, learn again and
Relearn in spite
Of love and bloody luck
Resting in my palm-
Our world- unsteady, shook
But coming over calm.
Now I must reiterate
My single solemn droll
In fear. And I contemplate
Living less a Soul-
All I wish to keep
Near or nearer – so
Now let us compromise
Let us arise and go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem