Nothing can harm me
for life has already
had me.
I've been
cussed at
spat on
trampled over
punched in the face
and kicked in the lungs.
I've been told
I am worth nothing,
only to smile
and realise
I am everything.
Nothing can harm me
for life has already
had me
and here I am still.
My spirit thrives on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem