I can’t write the letter
That you can’t read
I can’t give you the grain
Where you can’t find a seed
I can’t live in hope
That you show me often
Misfortunes is with me ever
I can’t feel lost and broken
I can’t show you the path
None has ever cared to go
I won’t ever take you to the land
Where you will find a foe
This is not me you know
Who will push you into a sin
I won’t ever revel in your sorrow
I am not that selfish and mean
Self realization always makes us reveals and feel the true spirit of life.A mirror.thannk you for sharing.jk
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I would like to translate this poem
I won’t ever revel in your sorrow I am not that selfish and mean Deep words coming with deep affection. Your poems are always full of compassion, great work as usual