Somewhen, Somewhere Poem by Dritan Zaimi

Time's up my friend
and I should go.
let's shake hands
and say goodbye.
Oh no, don't worry
no fear, no effort, no strain,
when it comes nobody sustains.

The gate will be open
and I will be rowing to another land,
there is a place we should go,
you know that, my friend.


There will be dear people
to see me off,
forgotten ones will be waiting
in another shore.

Oh come on my friend,
it is worthless to pray.
Something we know for sure,
somewhen, somewhere,
we will see each other over there