I said go...
I said now...
I said be quick...
I said time to do it...
oh I'm tired..
I said enough
I said too much....
I said everything...
I wrote
I expressed
I am resolved....
Why can't i start?
Why i hang?
Why do i remain in the dark?
Why do i have many questions?
OK i have to go...
Go...
Go...
Go until i got to know the answers...until I got the Satisfaction of my drifting soul....
[madero26june2001naga]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem