Will you take your knife, to my throat?
All my humble blood is gone
So carve me from this meat coat
Take it all away, leave me on the road
As I absorb this light from the dead sun
Will you take your knife to my throat?
Please take me from this sinking boat
All I know is a black dawn
So carve me from this meat coat
Is there anything left but dead hope?
As I take this life once lost but never won
Will you take your knife to my throat?
I could not make the dead again
Slave to the pawn
So carve me from this meat coat
I could not make the dead and I one
As I watched the dead sun
Won’t you take that knife, to my throat?
Carving me from this meat coat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good one....................