scream as long as you want
as long as you can
but thy tears won't dry
even with sunlight wipe
we fear, we tire
we doubt,
but we take steps
and so we move on
learned not only what
has come but also what
is seen ahead
you take control
at least for once
you tremble in the
coldness of your faith
but still it keeps
you awake in days
the next time you
see his face
you don't reminisce
572 days but more
than years of age
seems to be just
the same like it was
yesterday but to put
a face of many directions
can easily fool anyone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem