Between right and wrong,
variant of blood wants to crash with
human beings. Don't alter the bases.
My genome is taking
a turn. I will search for peace in
funeral home at dusk.
I will leave behind every
thing. I don't ask to carry any
item with me, not even a pain.
I will leave behind every thing.....this is the reality, the only truth dear poet, an excellent poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Many congratulations dear poet...I love your passion!