so many years.
so many fears.
so many tears.
The wound doesn't want to heal.
The pain is just too real.
It would destroy all the sanity in us.
But the time can't erase this cuss.
But the courageous who resist.
But the courageous who insist.
But the courageous who persist.
We need the bravery.
We must fire the slavery.
We must defeat our frustration.
We must defeat our hesitation.
We must vanquish our dread.
We must reject any threat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem