My heart leaks and my blood
Is thinned by your shout.
Come here and destroy me,
And prove to me your religion.
For am I not a plague
On this ever beautiful world?
There is a cure to every
Virus and world pandemic.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Greetings fellow Canuck. I have just joined this site and this is the first thing I have read. This write displays both a haunting, emotional response to the subject matter as well as a unique voice. I shall be back to read more... Marc