we tried hard enough
to please you
to make us sound like
the poets in
your mind but we couldn't
we are into deep sorrow
which turned into a rage of
a river
taking us to nowhere where
we can no longer find you.
and we keep on moving carrying
that lesson from the rage that
we were never born to please
you or
anybody.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem