he accepts his dishonesty & by doing
so he has become another virtuous man in town
people embrace him
welcoming a new brother
it was only that little spot unstretchable
that he situated himself but all is gone now
forgiven &
sometimes she wonders how easily was it done
the stains he left on her are still there
enumerable, the children hate him, and time
have been too long to institute the repair
ah, here is society, fickle and amnesiac
over things badly done
rough on sand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A moving poem! Magnificent in how it's written.Thank you very much