A Poem by Anila Hoxha
All these years that I’ve lived,
I have never seen such an ungraceful creature,
You make the air so heavy,
I am suffocating,
Every move you make, makes the ground tremble,
Makes the nature die,
The aura darkens.
And I wonder what are you,
That the house cries when you come,
That the fear arises in my body.