Throughout these troubling times in life
I looked to you for help
Whenever I needed you were always there
Now it seems so hard for us
Things are coming between friends
Its time to look both ways and listen
I hope to here renewal coming through
This obstruction comes between us
Stupid and contrite as so
Wedging between the gentle peace we had
What happened to the world we knew?
My friend of friends I want to save you
From your soul that will be
Carved in slices by
Freaky demons
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem