My eye is lined
As red and as pink
As the inner eye
That you find
On the brink
Of my thigh
My eye is loose
As wet and as strong
As the lakes
Fluid as
Rivers and ponds
Life goes on
My lip is shaking
Like
Tremors
Signifying
The earth
This body
Is breaking
My throat is stuck
Silence abrupt
Enough
I can't speak
This heat
from within
Has harassed and beat
I erupt
Like the volcano brim
Enough
Life goes on
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I would like to translate this poem
Irma, such a brilliant write👍👍👍
Thank you, Bernard