in my cage,
I crave for love,
I never bid for heartbreak,
buh I'm breaking one.
the seed is planted,
who will harvest?
my time is not for long,
I wish to see the soil.
my labourers are few,
the work keep getting stronger,
stronger enough to swallow us all,
I'm getting saga for love.
I cage myself out of knowledge,
my sage is not just for one,
my love is getting saga,
this are the slogan a jeck will say.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent write Blessing