I long nowadays to times long gone,
with the virus time ticks on too slowly,
as if life and everything just comes to a halt
it turns our whole world upside-down.
To keep the faith and head on we have ability
although this thing messes with our own existence,
each person as a human being is not yet defeated.
There is hope, trust and longing in your eyes.
Too alone away from each other we go through these times
while nothing and nobody shows the way to deliverance,
where we still do know about the omnipotence of God
and about the coming into existence of the virus there is silence
with a government that do constantly demand new things
but in all of this I cannot forget you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem