a crazy hypothosis
brought to the world
with everyone calm
like the color of a pearl
heavens hot day pulling you down
wondering why you never said a sound
wondering why you stopped and stared
and said to your self
why in the world am i still here
rapidly a voice says to you
go ahead now it your turn my boy
run to the light and show your face
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem