questions.
why must i still cry
in this dark night.
why must i still seek
the truth that illudes
my constant fight.
why must faith
be forever tested,
will i never be allowed
the sanctory of the rested.
tell me restless spirit,
tell me of the truth
so that i may lay down
and dismiss this facade
of my youth.
So tell me where is my freedom.?
Jade Ni.2008.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem