My poetry : We have to fight
Heartless in the house
The questions are much more random,
An instability is swirling.
We want to live
What is a crime or a curse?
Jungle after jungle
Just darkness and melancholy
We have to fight,
It's a struggle for survival.
Source
Some distance before bed
I need to go further
My strength will be tested,
I am the man I want to live with.