how do we think we have this choice
to silence the one who has no voice,
stop the sound of it's Heartbeat
and stop life which is incomplete
how can we shed the blood of the innocent
and try to fill the void of the absent
Life is a gift from our creator
whether we realize it sooner or later
something we must be ready to commit to
our silence is deadly....so it's up to you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem