Let my headphones charge for eternity
To listen to the poet who is immortal
On the internet
Let me become deaf to the tragedies
That defines a murderous century
For my soul has broken into fragments
So, you can feed yr starving death
Giving you rating to keep you alive
Let my headphones charge forever
For I do not wish a future with death
Love watching the mature progress of your writing, LeeAnn! In my humble opinion, this is one of your best!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Let me become dead..... the substance of this majestic poem