I want to deliver a shape across the room,
It will rebound and bounce and bump without
Your provision, whenever you halt your progress.
I want to destroy the heart of my old company,
It will submerge and burn the seas from exhaustion,
The waves will crash, smother and engulf the lands.
I want to seize the animals and plants as a righteous
Act, forgive my soul when the time will come,
Forget the repentance of a devilish man who cascades.
I want to wish and work for the years of your rights,
It will be a century of hate, and intelligence, surviving
And clashing, walking across the floor of certain value.
I want to wield a fortune of gold and honey, fun and energy,
Like the accusers of a stray light, the darkness enters when
We try to command the soul and fail after much trial.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem