No man is an island
No matter what questions they ask you
No matter what they want you to be
No matter how your past binds you with them in hell
No matter the undried tears
No matter how you hate you
Who you became
How it all fell apart right infront of your very own eyes
No matter the depth of emptiness in your pockets
No matter the critic
Who very well knows you better
To your next words
To the gold in your hands covered in broken glass
No man is an island
Its when you smash the wall that you know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really an insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and elegantly crafted with conviction. Thanks for sharing.