When winter eats past the densest clothes
there is rain pouring down in the high-veldt,
while people know about a deadly virus,
are aware of the presence of God
but in the sombre times I think of you
and in the loneliness a person do at times feel confused
but right now I want to hold you close to me
as you are still in the beating of my heart
and maybe we will have to wait for a lifetime
for humanity to get an answer
and everything may be in hell's deadly power
but still you do remain far past dear to me
where God still with omnipotence do set all things
and my feelings for you are sincere and eternal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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