vegan dreams are what keep me going
tell me what you dream of little vegan
whether it be me or someone else
whether it be food or famine
whether it be love or hate
whether i need to hear or not
whether it be good or bad weather
whether it be stupid or clever
its your voice in the morning that gets me up
its the sadness in your eyes that gets me down.
fly or fall now little vegan
fly like the fire on your breath
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem