my star will shine, my star will be brighter than yours. Because it has known the darkness of nothingsness. The blues of the past. And now it is happening again. I would not have believed it might sound once more. The roar of brutality that stands somewhere and now it is awake, stop it with all your mind, stop it with all your word and dismantle the weapons forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem