Dead line here I come
I am so quick
I shall arrive before many of them
Their were faster than me
But it is not important
I am one step behind
But thousands of feet after the rest
I am not afraid to reach the dead line
But I feel sorry when I look behind
Two things I can see
The first myself
And the second my beloveds
For the first I will not regret
Because it was so faulty
As for the second
I betrayed them
And putted their heads down
That s will remain an obscure point in my soul
And I will never forgive it
Dead line here I come…
GGC 25-03-2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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