A death occurred today.
The suffering was long.
The death was preventable
but the heart wasn’t strong.
The life was long and hopeful,
but reality was its doom.
The life ended lonely
in a small dim lit room.
I grieve for my dream today,
may it rest in peace.
It will never be forgotten,
the pain will never cease.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem