Writing incessantly, trying to repair the damage another
person is causing to this psyche, tearing apart the solace
and serenity that music and writing poetry brings to mind.
Why does there have to be cruel, mean-spirited people in
this world, we can certainly do without them, hoping God
throws some major karma at them for hurting people.
Because of their own inadequacies and failures in life,
they're going to find themselves alone while we are all
looking forward to that day when once again God will
bring peace to our souls by getting these people out
of this life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem