What to say?
What can I tell you of?
Go shut up…
Go and sit on shitter
And relax…
Unaware, you claim
And claim and claim
Go away and get lost.
On shitter, unaware
You don't know in desert
In jungles and forests
A woman pulls her pants
Behind her rushes dog
Eats in full, defecate.
What can I tell you of?
Go shut up…
Go and sit on shitter
And relax…
Let me talk to pale walls
Let me talk with the waves
With stars and skies…
Oh my sighs…
What can I tell you of?
Go shut up…
Go and sit on shitter
And relax…
I swear that here
Life with you is a shame…
Better go, best to die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem