Out around Alpha Centauri
Adrift and lost in space and time
Drifting slowly in the black of space
All I know is control ain't mine
In a tiny craft that is my world
Comets and meteors shoot on by
Passing near and far in my sky
One simple hit and she'll not fly
A black hole waiting to suck me up
The event horizon there somewhere
If it catches me I'll not escape
I'm sorry to say I just don't care
The missiles that fly by are my thoughts
The black hole is found at my core
My mind has turned against me
And when I die it'll be at the fore
That tiny craft is my lonely life
Lost out there around a star
Why this has happened I don't know
All I know is I'll not go far
Before the end comes out of the black
Before a missile from deep in space
Comes shooting in to take me out
Finishes me before I'm done that race
I cannot wait for it to happen
I welcome that end, I long for it
My life is a shambles, worse then hell
I'll not miss it, I'll have no fit
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The first three stanzas are quite symbolic, the fourth is a turning point in the poem.Reading the first three was a pleasure.