you are a pitiable fool
for swallowing your fear
chasing all the demons
which you adhere
your on the pedestal of glory
with the dictates
of your sound mind
regardless of lunatic interval
empirical perspective
is your refuge
redundancy of the obligations,
meeting of the minds,
mutual agreement,
simulation of contract
you bleed exoneration
the pangs of the logistic past
keeps cascading,
emanating,
as you breathe,
inhale life
and exhale unwanted guilt
thou shall covet emancipation
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem