If you still ask me what you mean to me
Only rhymes written with tears can tell
A single word is all my eyes can see
Never saw so clear under a magic spell
Another time got stung by the same honey bee
Invited her to my rose garden to smell
Or to suck the nectar from my empty sea
After many dry lives can’t even fill a shell
Never ending rain forest became one dead tree
I asked a bitchy god why you made this hell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem