Thank you for making me a hero! !
so, with my violent death I awake my kind
now, their eyes
wide opened will stay alert
Thank you for making me an angel
so, with my unnecessary death
you growth wings on my destiny
I pity you and your life in constant fear
that forced you to pull the trigger
you had no chance, the reality built by those like you
denied you that right, you are just a death machine
So, thank you for letting me be the victim
therefore, an example of your moral failure
I pity you and your life in constant fear, good poem, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it reminds me of a line from shakespeare's lady Paulina: “It is a heretic that makes the fire, not she who burns in it. a very deep poem, conceived thoughtfully, thanks Julia for sharing with us this poem and visiting my page!