I hear my cry when the herd of chicken flocked
Today I realize that tears that broke my heart
My name resumes
The other day it went on and on, ,
Moments of silence unheard by garbage mouth
They tell me not to speak to gain their lives
I said, I shoot with a gun because I knew
I was always troubled by the thoughts you give
They came to mine, when I was in the center of Gaza fight
Torn between Israel and Palestine.
The song made me think, about how funny this mental can be
I like to show, illness is not emotional trick
But it came itself, and Sigmund Freud is right about his study
And psychopath are everywhere and hush don't speak, run.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice in a personal way. A poem within your deepest mind. Magaling! ! !