A rare encounter with hollow footing
Or a contour life not worth refuting?
Will you come fully loaded-
Last wishes near breast?
Or come empty handed?
Fate shall not contest.
Will Death scrape up your knees,
Leave you all but alive?
Or will you scream in his face,
That you're ready to take the dive?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem