Unspoken words of truth
Suppressed by cries of death.
Pure image of innocence
Perished in smog of impure.
Inherent s of empire of sun
Exiled by night intruders.
You paint quite a picture there, if you ask me. Although I really could use some caption, y'all mind awfully?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have never looked at the world like that