Frightened by the deed which was done
A deed too terrible for the light of sun
They could not say what had been done
Only utter the name of a trusted one
To name the deed that caused their pain
All effort proved in vain
Not knowing that the fear to tell
Would condemn them to a living hell
Claude H. Oliver II 4/13/2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sad narrative of G and C. Secrets hide unresolved deeds uncovereing is a cause to resolve them.