she loved someone else
on a road other than all roads
and all those strange steps
and disrespectful
they had to stop infiltration
and was not just one enemy
but there was only one manipulation
which determines them
an undeclared war
in which anyone caught sight of
when he wanted to get out of the flock
to lift his head over the useless humiliation
he was alone
and without the protection of others
when she tired she was counted
like some madness
in addition among the collective states
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem