I am not a boy, not a girl
I am not a dog not a deer,
But i have a home, where
i live under flash and bones,
I see people love me,
I see people hate me,
I see people run for glory,
As well as for more and more money
But i am needy, not wanty.
I say to them everything is fake,
Expect the God, but they said leave us
for sake,
You are a soul,
and you are foggy and laggy.
Well i conveyed them,
It was my breezy duty,
They did not understand,
but its
Not between them and me,
it is between
God and me.
I am not a boy, not a girl,
Nor anything,
I am a soul
and i do not die.
I have a home, where
I live under flash and bones.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i am a soul and i do not die.. very nice