I hear the echo of whispers
Of unknown souls, long gone
and forgotten
those that suffered
And sacrifice in yesterday's
For today
Rumbling in my unconscious
Trigging the re-set of my mind
Heightening my sensitivity and
Compassion, while calling out to me
Capre Diem
Capre Diem
Black Lives Matter
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I would like to translate this poem
Such a nice poem, Alfonso. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.