We believed in everything,
And we died to protect it all.
In the passing days we lived like demons,
Destroying everything we got.
As life came to pass slowly,
Like soldiers, through the night, we fought,
But the once achieved glory,
By morning we forgot it all.
We were animals shaken from cages,
Into a life of freedom we lived.
But when the gates of hell welcomed us,
We turned away in bliss.
We were mindless savages raised as men,
And men we proved to be.
This hard earned glory we achieved so great,
On our graves, our names wil b remembered by thee.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Wardah. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks