So they came
With the blame
With the flame
Of your game.
They laid it forth
All your fault
All the dots
At my door.
They told me 'No'
I told them 'Yes! '
They asked me 'So? '
I made them guess.
I can't believe
They cannot see
That I'm a leave
Amidst your tree.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem