do not blame me for this
i have already told you once
some things be better left buried
under the stones under the grass
the earth is wise, it knows what
and where and when and why
you insist somehow to know what
is underneath and here you are
drowning in tears asking for help
i am watching you carried by this
river of repercussions where the
flow of rage carries you and now
you know very well, i can only watch
i am stripped of any power to help
i am at loss with the use of words
now you must help yourself from
the mess that you have inflicted
upon yourself. Don't blame me for
i have warned you and you did not
listen. I told you once, take charge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem