Go to hell
You want me be honest,
And open,
And frank?
Then listen:
Go to hell…
I stood like a man
Hosted you on my land
You cheated, looted, lied
Then you killed, enforced laws
Now you say:
“Let us vote, we are all equal.”
Go to hell
You bullshit
I wonder if at night
In morning
In the bed
Alone or in some arms
With mirror
What you see you trust
How can you?
It is you everywhere
The same you
Murderer and liar.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem