the blue one is the most beautiful
the most tragic planet
a shiny marble rolling through
this desert of darkness
forgotten by our God
who has lost his marbles
the gray one is the most boring
in the government building
i've seen our endless line of lonely waiting people.
gray, drained of color
hearts weak, and drained of color
'our hearts are restless...'
i've seen the moon born in the void of the darkness
i've seen eyes that see forever
and i've ran my fingers over words that enchant eternity
wisdom is in the past.
i've felt truth take beatings
i've smelt her blood on black streets
giving hope
wisdom is in the past
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fascinating poem justin