Staring blankly into the clouds
Sarah couldn’t help but cry
Her father has gone
Her mother was taken
Taken up into heaven
Softly she trembles with cold shakes
Sara’s heart skips a few beats
The sun is setting
The moon is shining bright
But sleep would not engulf her
She hates but forgives her lost dad
Sara still has love for him
It might be his gun
He did pull the trigger
But only God can judge man
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem