You’d think I’d want none of it after what I’ve been through
But I only want more, I can take a beating like no one else
All this dirt and crud thrown at my face
I merely wipe it off and continue on
You’d think I’d quit by now, save some face
But I got no face left and I just soldier on
It shoves me away but I only come back for more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem