Where did my country go?
Its not here in my garden.
The innocence of flowers, weeds and bees.
Are unchanging, yet refreshing.
And what of my fellow countryfolk?
Neighbour, communities,
Helping one another.
Friends, love, tears and emotions,
Does not sit easy at all.
With 'private' this and 'privatise' that
For the 'feelgood' factor
Doe not necessarily include
COMPASSION!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem