Torture, Torture, Torture.Please make me understand.
What? .AMERCEMENT! .God array my error.
What contrived life? .I wish I can know.
What sin am I paying for?
I am all torn up.My heart is dire.
What good reason must I demise for?
You gave me no answers since long.
Let me pass, so I feel no pain anymore.
They will memorialize me, but I will be no more.
I may wail now, but I will be elated.
I bemoaned too much, life never retort.
I am soaring to Canaan, where there's no misery.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem