The dead man speaks.
What was the truth? Partly
guilty I will show my birthmark.
Moon always left
the memories in snow, when
I was talking to sun.
You were not born
in a day. It took centuries.
Give me time and space.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Time is given and space is given. An interesting poem is very nicely penned and shared.