From all angles, I am
Once again attacked.
Rolled into a slight,
And small pinprick,
Then hurled beyond
This shining galaxy.
Labelled and put into
The tiniest boxes,
Shipped to the one true
Oblivion of this world.
Tell me who I am.
You are a very talented poet, thats what you are. But people always want to label people, it Makes them feel better about themselves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Label might be a formula to gain attention but you got your genuine name with the absolute fabulous talent...! ! ! ! So... no label you need.... as we recognize your amazing way in each of your poem. Well done! ! !