That day i was born again in a bitter world.
My everyday food, though and see was pain.
As i re born in hell.
Happiness and peace to me become sorrow.
As someone plant a tall bitter mountain on my head.
And that load of that mountain gnawing my power
Every second none stop.
That day she runway from me,
it was the time i discovered what is true pain.
I also discovered desire love and true love.
I accomplished that i can even explain this meaning at whole world.
If you put your hand on your chest then your heart will never lie to you.Even you go to mirror true will come out.
That hell world took me to other level.
So everyone now can see me,
as now am on the stage.
As i can see or explain everything.
poem by munyai ndidzulafhi patric
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem