the room is too tight
and there is no more space
even to breath.
open the windows, open
the door, or if able
destroy the wall.
take the invitation of
the stairs, go down from
this house, step on the
ground and feel the beatings
of the earth.
it is alive,
alive as you are
you are more
than what the house
had made you
since birth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem