let me be th last...o god
let me be the last
in this whole world
to utter those words
let me be the last
no father would utter
a thing like that about the mother
to a daughter
no husband would utter
a thing like that about his wife
to the world
the pain in me
made me do so
the venom in that utter
hit me back like a thunder
a person with a conscience
can never hurt with words
without being hurt himself
words uttered swirl back at him
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The regret from a true heart......