I never asked to give me birth
I never asked to make me grow
I never asked to give me hunger
I never asked to bloom a love
and is not asking for my death
what this happenings
with out my permission
what an injustice
to live for an unknown!
The irresponsible me is
begging you the hidden one
it is not fair
to hide the eternal truth!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it is very eas to question rather getting answers