do not be afraid
of libido,
it is part of you,
us, we do not invent this,
it is there
we may wish it is gone
but it stays
we are told to go and
be clean
but who? nobody is claiming
responsibility for
the illness in Ward 6,
now they are washing
their hands
when someone so important
hangs himself
dead
on arrival
denial is a sin,
it is the opposite of
acceptance
we are here
we are the facts
we wish no one ill
we only wish them
all
love. Now are you
afraid of yourself?
there is no one
that shows the love
except yourself
thrive upon it
till the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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