I LIVED MY LIFE/ FOR A DREAM
I lived my life
For a dream
I could not realize.
Now I am more broken
At “the broken places”
The winds of poverty and sickness
Surround
While I still cry out
My little sounds
As if I were a ‘youngin’.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this really stands out to me, such beautiful but haunting words