A turn left, a turn right
Without a stop I go
Over the rocks, over the sand
Sometimes fast, sometimes slow
I stop for none, I wait for none
There is none I would like to know
With only one thought in mind
For years am able to flow
To quench your thirst I bear the pain
I pass by rocky terrains
For the sake of you unthankful lot
I don’t care for sun and rain
But there is limit for me to stand
Time for which I can hold
Soon it will be a Good bye from me
Then you do remember what I told
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem really like it, a great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Another Soldier Dies.