I wish i had been born with down syndrome
Ignorant, without inhibitions
Or mayby without a sould.
My arms would flail up and down
My spit drooling all around
And my peace, permenant.
I wish i could not understand
This shame i've been bestowed,
This awareness of of awareness.
I wish words nbeyond my comprehension
Were not real
So that i could live without them
And be unaware of this void.
And that i did not believe
Nor need to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Comes across with deep meditation