yesterday..
i has been pawn this heart
to a pieces of desire
and the face of freedom
today..
i sell the rest of life
to the pity prayer hope
for the justice that persecuted
tomorrow..
this soul will be confiscated
hung in the name of sins
from debt that never existed
earthzcity,070812
I really love the clever structure of this piece. I guess all our hearts have been pawned at some point in our lives, sometimes they are never redeemed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
May fairness, hope and freedom surround your days along with serenity! Thanks for sharing it!