I have just begun to fall
I thought I was rid of this since infancy
This debilitating stutter walk
But its not the same now…is it?
I have just begun to fall as a man
Or is it fail as a man….?
The years have been indifferent to me
As the experience of it….
I have just begun to regret with no regret
No mercy for me I have been written off
I was conscious of it, and for it
I felt it leave me…without the kindness of
The dead of night, or the dramatic of a letter
I was awake and attentive to the lost of it
I have just begun to be successful at my failures
Rising high enough to fall into a great deal of …
Misery and shame
Or was it insanity and blame
Whatever it may have been ….
The pain of it knows my name
the Odds
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem