God write our fate
whether we love
or hate.
we shine in the day
rest in the night
out of the sight
we never had been
so rude
to the almighty
to the god!
he write everyone future
with a red
or a black pen
but my god!
he has written mine
with a black pen
but a red ink
why? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem