What is that all-familiar twinge inside
Still gnawing, gnashing that inner fiber
Constantly looking to pay the piper
The piper within tauntingly resides
What was it that was there so long ago
What painful scar still oozes life this day
What hope is there to ever end this fray
Will tranquility e'er, truly, be known
Why does it scorch, again, this hollowed shell
As if searching for valuable treasure
Seeking to destroy some hint of pleasure
Yet, wiser sought these rich plunders in Hell
Ravaging that which no longer bears meat
Still sucking marrow for something to eat
((February 1st,2009))
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem