Why Kings locked their doors
To my coming
To my poems to read
To my soul to listen
To my cry for a piece of bread
To this hungry belly
They shut their eyes to see
They closed their hearts to feel
I'm alone, alone
My Lord, here I'm alone with You
2014
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I would like to translate this poem
dreadful loneliness, dreadful reality... very nice, like a clear drop of water...