Go ahead and hurt me,
make me write more poetry
you deserve it anyway
have I not been hurt enough today?
Go and shoot me down again
this dead duck still has one more wing
go ahead and hurt me
make me write more poetry
this broken hand still holds a pen
this broken heart still can sing
have I not been hurt today?
Go ahead and hurt me,
make me write more poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem