In a world inhabited by flesh eaters
one must have a better place to hide
or be eaten alive.......
Which is why
I'm searching for the one spot left
where the sun can warm my bones.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
escape the mighty sword of the flesh-eating mongrel! Only thing i didnt like - was the double-spacing. SusxGLx