Feeling safe
give and take
true and fake
first mistakes
distaste, haste
confrontational pace
a race
grand discrace
face to face
stained
claimed
framed
unnamed
and shamed
all page by page
to ingage
all at this age
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Felt like I was in one of those jazz poem club things.