It takes one to kill the
lovebird. The herd community applauds.
History will not repeat.
You were elusive and
mystic. Bone to bone walking. Blood meets
within. Inside the chaos screams.
The spark should not go.
A bohemian vows to distill the truth
from the eyes of super-ego.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem