My poetry is here
Luminous; that of my world
As a window to my soul
Offered as my gift to you.
Breaking my spirit’s chains
This internal fight for freedom
But in it nothing is at it seems
For things haven’t changed
Even in my smile;
I cry.
And buried within my laughs
This anger I feel
Although a strength of spirit is in me
Unspoken forces trouble my mind
For in my haste of good intentions
I see no further than the horizon
And the answers to my questions are far off
In your poetry that you keep tied up
« return.