As the beautiful sun sets behind the tall mountains
And the cold wind surpasses the day’s heat
They would have closed all their curtains
And prepared their kits
And covered their faces with masks
A few would be holding their coffee cups
Not knowing what awaits them that night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An evocative, nicely told poem, Hussein. Thanks for sharing. Peace.