They could not chose me, she said.
Those areas I closed, eyes opened up.
Brave - truthful words, no last statement.
The last dinnner she made is cold.
Bethlehem, is by they my home.
So that I am, the Jesus Christ.
I have said it – kings can be replaced.
Anemone- live in mine a palace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem