Born alone to die alone
In between family is grown
And so many ties ar borne
Before it is all flown
On wings of death
Born alone to die alone
In between many hats are worn
Some to rejoice some to mourn
Before it is all blown
In winds of death
Born alone to die alone
In between unique spirit is shown
On the streets or on the throne
some to relive some to moan
in arms of death
To born alone is to die alone! A masterpiece! The words flow through me. A 10!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sir......how true........well penned! !