we are all interconnected
just like your past to my future
my present to yours
and i am getting curious
who infects who, is it my
bitterness or your sweetness?
how weak is sweetness how easily
it becomes one like mine as i too
have become like her, old woman
whose miserly ways have killed our
hopes, our dreams, our tomorrow....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem