I sit and i wait for the bells to ring.
anxious to leave, bu during the chorus they sing.
tears of the young ones, gasps of the old.
for a life so short. the story was untold.
they all cried with dispair
the look of fear in there eyes.
weeping like children,
choking out there goodbyes.
i walk to the body
i once knew as my friend.
cold and grey,
face sinking in.
i feel something break
inside my chest.
as i wish my uncle,
love hope and the best.
i bend over him
and whisper in his ear.
'You take care of my little sister, ya hear.'
i turn to walk away
but find my self stuck
disbelief is all i feel,
and anger fills me up.
wishing all this was nothing but a dream.
but forgetting this is life.
wanting cry and wanting to scream.
cause i never wanted to say goodbye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem