Await them in town, to arrive from sea
Those who glow amidst war misery
With minds like mine, sure there are more
Yet honest tongues are few
Mocked once for passion, ridiculed
What's insane to you, to me is true
Born too soon, attract anger from many
They act like they don't want it too
From '49 to this here day, justice has always slipped away
I'm still here, eternal
Look in the moon
My darlings I was just like you
Ignorance was what left me for dead
I still see it now, in a hate filled few
Until they leave I cannot rest
Peace is my one last requisite
Last orders for me shall remain unheard
Until they change their views
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a powerful poem of justice not being done? somewhere in the world their conscience is still on the run? ...........well written.
thank you