I am the Vape vanquished from the ashes, withered with waves waving from the air,
I am the fire ignites from
injustice, fed by the
Innocent fuel.
I am the courage that bombs the cave of irony, as my words struk the ears. I am the greatness of my ancestors barbarity، as my feet shakes this grounds tyranny.
I'm like the sun blooming
with hope, I'm the night
curtaining with agony.
I am the battel that sparks from tragedy, I am the rag of music myrmidony.
. I'm the lost souls of my
family, I'm the one who is
fighting for my entity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem