I wait for the verdict
As so many do at my age-
Will I escape again?
Or will this time be the real one?
One day the verdict will come
I pray it is not now
It may be.
If it is
All my life will change
And much which has meaning now
I will have no time for-
Perhaps worse
I may cease caring about almost everything
I don't know-
I wait-
The verdict will come
And I will see what to do with it then.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem