I washed my hands of the grease and grime
I removed my self, from a life
That was not mine
I released all ill
Feelings, and Iam doing
Just fine
I cleansed my hands
Also my minds, soul and body
I now feel the devine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes poetic brevity says so much more than a looooooooong tell-tale poem...This is one of those poems...Succinct, but with wide range theme...Nicely Done ~FjR~