Nobody will hear you dead.
It may be
in time
someone will remember
something you said.
Someone will forget.
Death is not an end to a beginning.
It unseams existence.
Einstein is running,
just ahead of darkness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting poem - wish I understood it. See my poem Big Bang Creation.
Thanks, Spock. B