My last revolution was yesterday,
The war was fought today
But as I lay beneath this gravehole
I have no more words to say
As slowly as I'm dying
I still need a large shield
As to protect me is Important
And to stay strong in this battlefield
And all my lords are with me
As for the heart to keep
I'm glad to say I'm not empty
And that I can speak
Bacause I'm trying to relive again
This world has let me be.
As for I can see again.
My heart works perfectly......
................psycho..............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem