Solitarily silent, a quiet rebel just doing my own thing
as I go through this earthly life, nothing or no one to
stop me from doing it.
Finding exquisite and wonderful concepts in life, social-
izing them, hoping to find new avenues that unfold in
periods of innate knowledge.
Gathering it together to end up with a pure and wholesome
wisdom that cannot be denied no matter how people may try,
for sound and truth together can never be defeated because
rhythms are coded in perfect pitch.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem