Endangered species of woeful mortals
Begun the tale of two lovers
As they trudged through the failing existence of mankind
In silence
Hand in hand
They looked at all that is left,
Around them
Rubble lay
Waste of previous civilization
Modern in its value
but ancient in its despair
As the two companions moved through the borders of lost
and found hope in the other side
With roses abound.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem