He never saw thirty-three
and although he aimed
to be a great teacher
and had a university degree,
was a good writer
and loved poetry
he was struck down
before his time
by a illness
diagnosed too late
by university doctors
that didn’t want
to believe that he was ill
until his life was taken by fate
and while his heart
burnt for his fellow men
he tried to reach
for something more
and his eyes was set
on another shore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem