I've seen that in literature,
every word has its cause for a chain reaction.
But still I find myself
terrified of their consequence.
Like a domino effect
One word can symbolize a few bad apples bitten.
Or like an arrangement of ducks
till the goose obtrudes and
eventually all must take their turn
in existence's wild chase.
It's a vicious circle,
a catch 22, a bad apple's view
.
They scream "Pick your poison! ",
with a rainbow of flavors.
But in the end,
the chaos of a word
becomes all too unpredictable
So I have created
an escape for the common man.
As the authority of these words are a chair
and I am only a broken heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem