~~~ Poem ~~~
" A little South of the Weather
A little East of Spring
a Swift Wind Shall Rise
Changing, , , everything
From the Dawn of Eden
unto the Twilight of time
From the Spawn of the First Seedling
to the Very Last thought on your Mind
every Man has had to fight to survive
every Man has had the right to be alive
Every Soul has come, only to Leave
and in my end Child,
I ask of you, to simply not grieve, ,
My Life was Experience
a Trial in Time
Never spent it
waiting on Deliverance
Nor watching for my Time
to unwind, , , ,
Life's Meant to be Lived
not Spent
as I walked through it
I've never been for Rent
Space has an End
time as Well, , ,
Life is built that way
only Stains on my Soul
are the one's I alone perfected so well.
~~~ End Poem ~~~~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem