mama once told me
that if i am hurt i must simply let it be
let the blood flow from a bleeding heart
leave the wound as it is
no word of comfort can heal it
only time will,
i need not scream and ask for other people to help
mama says, they too have their own broken selves to repair
a suture to nurture
no word of my comfort can heal them
because only time will.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem