i donot have
rapping, hip-rip-hopping rythm
to start...anything....
forgive..me...
but for the sake of consciousness....
ess or ness has to be added
so...i can not explain it...
i like to keep the population 7 or 8
billions
address and carress the global systems
the chinese are killing rinos, elephants communities and other
species for fumues and and medecines....
the west invented derivatatives....
ives...
but the media try to berry the damages...
natural desasters....massive migration sunnami of all types...
by focussing on millitary heroic interventions...
as to consciousness....
yo know how...
no ness....less....ess....
i want to move to
saint something....
a premitive resort...somewhere...in remote place...
a boat crossing the ocean...or parking in deserted bay...
i like to learn to let it go of controle...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem