A bunch of 3rd world dreamers
Brave enough to cross the sea
To turn their hopes….
In to reality
When their boats sunk
and their lives are gone
The pieces of dreams float in the sea
Shining its surface like the sun
Oh cruel sea…! !
You took them all
Leaving nothing
But their soul*(their names to call)
K.B
14.4.2011
For all those who lost their lives crossing the Mediterranean and other seas lookin for a better life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem