Do you know me?
Do you remember me? I asked my friends Yes, you never changed years later, do you remember me well, you look familiar, they said years later, I looked for my friends, but they were no more. I looked at the mirror, and I asked myself, who are you, older man? the mirror spoke back and said
I once knew a young man, but I did not know his grandfather as the years went by
I found myself face to face with Jesus. I asked him if he knew me; he said I had never seen you before
in a flash; I found myself in hell, so I wondered, satan do you know me? he answers, oh, I sure do, son
I'm responsible for all your faces now you are forgotten forever in hell
look hard at yourself because that old mirror is now cracked to million of pieces forever look hard, look hard your face is gone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem