What do I write?
You ask me what I write and I say
I write my thoughts
I write my fears
I write my goals
I write my purpose and aspirations
I write my feelings
I write of the future and opinions of past
And lively experiences
I write for myself and everyone else
Maybe I don’t write poetry
I do love poetry
You ask me if I write for fame and I say
No! ! ! ! I write for peace
I write for love
I write for hope that got lost
On the way to heal broken hearts
Painted with pain and suffering
I write to god and never question his intelligence
I simply ask him to show mercy and bless humanity!
I write for families that go to bed
Without anything to eat
I write for all the mothers who lost
Their sons at the face of war
And those that never had had
A chance to say goodbye to their loved ones
I write of the tender hours
I spent with all my lovers
I write about mom and dad family and friends
You ask me if I am a poet and I say
Yes I am Irenaeus Irenio Bero
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem