I will pretend fear can't exist
for heroes hide in fog and mist
the bloody wars and genocide
are far beyond on the other side
I can pretend and make it real
success is only the way I feel
when rain falls in the afternoon
I can accept life ends too soon
I can pretend that peace exists
hate is dead and love persists
I still have dreams that I can fly
it may be true we find the sky
I can pretend the world lives on
till every breath of hope is gone
Very nicely written Barry.....I think we all block things out to survive!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice conception and rendering, Barry.
Thank You Dimitrios as always................