People die
A loss, A cry
A serious face
is bound to lie
A horrible sight
You still see at night
You can't let go
but know it isn't right
A scream of fear
It comes to near
It's a cry for answers
to horrible to hear
No understanding
Souls are landing
Can you hear the sound
of bells ringing?
But though it's almost over
We got clever
But memories will be there
forever and ever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem