she said:
''you do not exist either...''
Of course....and off course, off codes, and off the road...
i do not....exist! !
if she said so...that is it! !
i should not be in this planet!
and what will follow,
through away your gun or whatever you are holding,
hands-up, on your knees...
and wait for your fate...slaved man! !
weak man! poor man! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem