Stood at the door way of time
O what sites we can see
Looking back on the past
Or into futures infinity
All of history spread out before us
Like a mosaic of broken dreams
Mans conflicts highlighted by a mothers screams
So many souls lost for such a poor excuse
Did we learn? No must be the reply
As we look into the future so many will still die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem