For a lie painted may be a truth revealed
Like a scream hidden in a whisper concealed
Silently dying on a word token
Of all the things those uttered and those mute
The way the hearts lie shattered
Take a bullet step to shoot
Thinking they've got nothing to lose
Thinking it's the only thing to choose
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent job i like the poem