As I look to the past and history that unfolds
Secrets and legends that have been told
Wars, cries and bloodshed
Treason and lies that can't be said
Books talk about it and speak
About this history; the endless story
And about how people reached the peak
And claimed what was said to be glory
Awaiting for the dept all men must pay
Awaiting for this bitter pride
I shall forever await this day
With great men on horses we ride
With great men on horses we ride. good. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have bright hope and as the last line suggested i hope you keep your mind be strong on what you believe...if past was a great thing dont us just stay to remember what was behind, we should go and build better one in our infront...we are on the way making another history...remember that my friend_Soul