I found today
A land so strange
One of people
Who did not fight
Spoke in calm
Voices of reason
They greeted me
Taking me in as brother
I shared in
Their songs
But soon the walls
Closed in
The colors of life
Began fading
Their conversations
Ran drier than the Sahara
My mind began
Rotting, my imagination dying
They took hold of me
Replacing skin with cold steel
And my will to live was
Drained by the monotone air
I awoke
In a sweat, screaming
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem