I Haven't shaved in days before tonight
And how fulfilling and uplifting this event was
Even though i may have cut myself and felt dumb
In the end I felt good
Two weeks and tonight I've pushed myself to do it
and now what glorious feelings
It's easy not to shave
and not to write poetry
And to talk and share you're personal thoughts
It's easy not to do any of these things
But when this little radio gets you going
and you start pushing
Thats when it gets hard
Thats when life seems to start
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have a lot of natural talent. You should grow lots of beards, shave them, and write poems about it; write about anything at all.