垂死的流放 Poem by Christopher Tye
垂死的流放
垂死的流放
流亡在外的人奠定了死在外國的土地，
他的思想轉向他心愛的家園，
因為他畫了他最後的幾次深呼吸，
他認為他出生的地方，有一村莊
他在那裡度過了童年，那所小房子
他去的學校和他所有久違的朋友從那裡，
村裡的小砂的石頭教堂，伸出手試圖觸到了天堂，
起伏的田地他演奏時他還是個孩子，
從那些失落已久的美好時光，他的青春，光榮的日落
想知道為什麼他已經死在外國的土地，
他渴望著能夠回到自己的祖國再一次，但知道他永遠無法使這一旅程,
所以當命運已離開他的餘生永恆在異鄉他。
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: home
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