There is a cloud over the earth
Of darkness and despair,
That covers all the joy and mirth
That formerly was there.
And all the old and pleasant days
Of warmth and innocence
Have faded from a fiery blaze
To memory's impotence.
(Published Thursday,8th January,2009. Written some time in 2008, or possibly very late 2007, I think.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem